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Mother's Agenda
Vol. VIII
1967
Translated from French
Institut de Recherches Evolutives

This book was first published in France under the title L'Agenda de Mre - 1967
Institut de Recherches volutives, Paris, 1980.
Rendered into English under the direction of Satprem

This Agenda... is
my gift to
those who love me
MOTHER

Table of Contents
January
January 4, 1967
January 9, 1967
January 11, 1967
January 14, 1967
January 18, 1967
January 21, 1967
January 25, 1967
January 28, 1967
January 31, 1967
February
February 4, 1967
February 8, 1967
February 11, 1967
February 15, 1967
February 18, 1967
February 21, 1967
February 22,1967
February 25, 1967
March
March 2, 1967
March 4, 1967
March 7, 1967
March 11, 1967
March 15, 1967
March 22, 1967
March 25, 1967
March 29, 1967
April
April 3, 1967
April 5, 1967
April 12, 1967
April 13, 1967
April 15, 1967
April 19, 1967
April 22, 1967
April 24, 1967
April 27, 1967
April 29, 1967
May
May 3, 1967
May 6, 1967
May 10, 1967
May 13, 1967
May 17, 1967
May 20, 1967

May 24, 1967
May 26, 1967
May 27, 1967
May 30, 1967
June
June 3, 1967
June 7, 1967
June 14, 1967
June 17, 1967
June 21, 1967
June 24, 1967
June 28, 1967
June 30, 1967
July
July 5, 1967
July 8, 1967
July 12, 1967
July 15, 1967
July 19, 1967
July 22, 1967
July 26, 1967
July 29, 1967
August
August 2, 1967
August 5, 1967
August 12, 1967
August 15, 1967
August 16, 1967
August 19, 1967
August 26, 1967
August 30, 1967
September
September 3, 1967
September 6, 1967
September 9, 1967
September 13, 1967
September 16, 1967
September 20, 1967
September 23, 1967
September 30, 1967
October
October 4, 1967
October 5, 1967
October 7, 1967
October 11, 1967
October 14, 1967
October 19, 1967
October 21, 1967
October 25, 1967

October 28, 1967
October 30, 1967
November
November 4, 1967
November 8, 1967
November 10, 1967
November 15, 1967
November 18, 1967
November 22, 1967
November 25, 1967
November 29, 1967
December
December 2, 1967
December 6, 1967
December 8, 1967
December 13, 1967
December 16, 1967
December 20, 1967
December 27, 1967
December 30, 1967
Prayers of the consciousness of the cells
July, 1965
July, 1965
July, 1965
November 22, 1967
Undated
Undated
Undated
Undated
Undated

January

January 4, 1967
About a European visitor:

My impression was that she should let herself unwind, that her stay here would be good if she could
open out, as a flower does, like that, relaxed.
She is very tense towards life (Mother clenches her two fists and stiffens): it's "something to keep an
eye on" and "beware of"! So if she could... After all, it's such a great thing when you can say, "Oh, I
can have trust, there REALLY is something concrete like a Grace, I can have trust."
That would be a great progress.
(Mother gives a flower
called "Radha")

Radha1 is surrender.2 So we'll say, "Surrender to divine solicitude brings the victory."

January 9, 1967
Are you tired?
No... I can't say "tired," I don't feel tired.... I am very... very deep within.
I feel I am there (gesture above the head), and usually it's not like that. Since this morning I've had
the feeling of being there (same gesture), and it's extremely strong there, as if something were being
done. I feel work is being done (at night also).
I don't know if it's an effect of your experience, but I have great difficulty being in physical things:
in words, gestures, all outward things. A great difficulty.
It began yesterday, with the sense of a very widespread action taking place.
1In Indian mythology, Radha gave herself wholly to Sri Krishna.
2Italics denote words or sentences spoken by Mother in English.

January 11, 1967
...In the afternoon, the lists [of appointments] have lengthened to such a point that I have no time left.
Before, I used to start my daily work (the mail to be signed and so on) at 3:30, then it became four, and
now it's quarter to five. There was a time when I finished at four, so I did the translation of Savitri (that
was a very, very long time ago); later I finished at 4:30, so I still had time to take something, eat a little;
now I finish after five, so (laughing) that settles it!
It MUST be like that since it is like that.
It's perhaps a lesson (it's an indication), but there is a purpose to it.3
As for me, I try to understand the lesson I have to understand. I am learning to be very patient....
Yes!
Oh, a patience... People constantly bring revolt, abuse, all that. To me it's an absolute zero, sometimes
it's even amusing; sometimes I find it funny. But when I find it funny is not when I am in my best state,
because when I am in my own state - the true state of compassion - it doesn't change anything, it
doesn't even cause a small ripple on the surface, nothing. When it's funny is when it makes me start
working on people who have done one thing or another. When something is working, then I find it
amusing.
Yesterday I was asked the question; I was asked whether abuse, the feeling of being abused, and
what in English is called self-respect (which is somewhat akin to self-esteem), have a place in the
sadhana. Naturally, they don't, that goes without saying! But I saw the movement, it was extremely
clear: I saw that without ego, when the ego isn't there, there CANNOT be that sort of ruffling in the
being. Because I went back far into the past, to the time when I still felt that (years ago), but now it's
not even something alien - it's something impossible. The whole being, even, strangely, even the
physical constitution, doesn't understand what it means. It's the same thing when materially there is a
knock (Mother shows a scratch on her elbow), like this, for instance: it's no longer felt the way an
injury is felt. It's no longer felt that way. More often than not, there's nothing at all, it goes absolutely
unnoticed in the midst of the whole; but when there is something, it's only a sense - a very... sweet,
very intimate sense - of a help trying to make itself felt, a lesson to be learned. But not the way it's
done mentally, always with a stiffening; that's not it: it's instantly a sort of offering in the being, which
gives itself in order to learn. I am speaking of all the cells. It's very interesting. Of course, if we
mentalize it, we should say it's the sense or awareness of the divine Presence in all things, and that the
mode - the mode of contact - comes from the state in which we are.
This is the body's experience.
And the only perception when there is some clash or other in individuals, some shock or other, is
always a clear vision of the ego - the ego manifesting itself. They say, "It's the other's fault." I wouldn't
3This long phase of "invasion" from outside, which had started the previous year, and of increased difficulty with "people,"
as Mother used to say, was indeed going to end up in a first serious warning to Mother a few days later, on January 14
(when Sri Aurobindo dictated to Mother a note on the "cataleptic trance" to work out the transformation undisturbed).

say, "Oh, so-and-so was angry" or "Oh, so-and-so..." No, it's his ego; not even his ego: THE EGO, the
ego principle - the ego principle still interfering. That's very interesting, because for me the ego has
become a sort of impersonal entity, while for everyone, it's the acute sense of his personality! Instead of
that, it's a sort of way of being (which we may call terrestrial, or human), a sort of way of being in
greater or lesser quantity here or there or there, and which gives each one the illusion of his personality.
It's very interesting.
Yes, but the trouble is, others don't learn their lesson, so... So they invade you.
Oh, if they learned their lesson, everything would change very soon!
So the result is that you are invaded, submerged.
Can't be!
All your time is swallowed up, all your...
I can't be submerged! (laughing) I'm too big!
But still, materially you're overburdened.
I have noticed that if I resist, things go wrong. If I have a sense of fluidity, there aren't any clashes any
longer. It's the same thing as with this scratch (Mother shows her elbow). You see, if you stiffen up and
things resist, you give yourself a knock. It's like people who know how to fall: they fall without hurting
themselves. With people who don't know how to fall, the slightest tumble and they break something.
It's the same thing. We must learn to be... perfect oneness. To correct, straighten things out, is still to
resist.
So what's going to happen [if the invasion goes on]?... It'll be amusing, we'll see! (Mother laughs)
The others aren't in the same state, so maybe they'll feel hurt, but I can't help it! (Mother laughs)
We should always laugh, always. The Lord laughs. He laughs, and His laughter is so good, so good,
so full of love! A laughter that envelops you in an extraordinary sweetness.
This, too, men have distorted - (laughing) they've distorted everything!

January 14, 1967
(As she comes into her room, Mother stops in front of a tray of flowers that has just been brought and
takes in her hand a strange new variety of hibiscus, gray-mauve with a bright red pistil.)
Oh, this is really my joy!

What's this flower?... (Mother takes the hibiscus) It has a strange color.
Yes, I've never seen it.
It's strange, with this red dot here.
Very strange.
It gives me a strange sensation.... How can I explain it? Oddly, it's something between deceit and
perversion, yet it's divine! How do you like that!
You mean there's something false in the flower's appearance?
No, it's not the outside: it's inside.
Inside the flower?
It's inside, it's... What could we call it?... (Mother laughs) "The divine principle of duplicity."
Not very reassuring, this flower.
Yes, that's right. We might say, "The charm of deceitful beauty."
Yes, it's something like that!
We have much to learn from life.... Flowers know much better than we do. It's spontaneous, not
thought out, not willed: it's divine vibrations that express themselves spontaneously. And this is...
There's the English word alluring. Well, we could call it "the all-powerful divine Charm of a...
perfidious beauty." Naturally, that's on the vital-physical plane. It's not up above, but there [on the
vital-physical plane].
***
(After the work, towards the end, Mother suddenly seems to recollect something.)
Two nights ago, I was complaining that my nights were always spent in an obscure toil in the
subconscient and that, after all... (laughing) it was "no great fun"! That's how it was - a whim. I said, "I
would really like to have at night the full consciousness I have when I am awake. Something is
missing; what's missing is..." And I was trying to define that "something" which was the precise
expression of what the physical creation has contributed to the immense Manifestation, something
which is specific to the physical consciousness as nowhere else, in no other domain. So that was the
problem: If it [the "something" contributed by the physical consciousness] can't be had in sleep, it
means that when we lose our body, we'll lose a degree of precision, doesn't it?
Before going to sleep I was in that frame of mind, and at night there was a series of experiences to
show all the various states of consciousness of the various states of being. When I got up in the
morning, there was a very keen observation of the difference contributed by the physical. I saw how
that difference could carry on in the new physical state once it had shed its false side. And then, for... I

don't know, certainly two hours, there was a concrete Presence of what I call "the supreme Lord" (but
we can call it any name, it doesn't matter at all: Truth, Consciousness, whatever we like - all words
don't matter at all, it's something beyond all that). A concrete presence, there, like this (Mother
clenches her two fists as if to express a palpable solidity), in all the cells, the whole being. I went on
doing all the absolutely trifling and tiny little things - like washing, customary things, eating, too,
speaking - and it stayed there. And it seemed to be to tell me, "This is how it will be." A joy, a power,
a blossoming - extraordinary, to such a point that I wondered how it was that this [body] didn't
change.... It's because THE STATE DIDN'T LAST LONG ENOUGH. It lasted only about two hours
(more or less); afterwards, back came the everyday routine, everybody with their problems, and so
forth (Mother makes the familiar gesture of the "truckload" being dumped). But I am not accusing
anything of having made the state go away: it went away because this [body] isn't yet capable of
holding it, that's all. That is to say, at the time, while it was there, there was an intimation that I had to
write a note.... That's what I wanted to tell you. I had to write a note. (Mother breaks off abruptly, then
speaks as if words were being dictated to her:)
"Because of the necessities of the transformation, this body may enter a state of trance
that will appear cataleptic....
Then I knew it was Sri Aurobindo speaking, because he started taking on his ironic tone, and he said:
"Above all, no doctors! This body must be left in peace. 4 Do not hasten, either, to
announce my death (Mother laughs) and to give the government the right to intervene.
Keep me carefully sheltered from all injuries 5 that may come from outside - infection,
poisoning, etc. - and have UNTIRING patience: it may last days, perhaps weeks, perhaps
even longer, and you will have to wait patiently for me to come naturally out of that state
once the work of transformation is accomplished."

I didn't have the time to write it down. But Sri Aurobindo himself said to me, "On Saturday, when you
4"Surtout pas de docteurs! il faut laisser ce corps en paix." Mother added this first sentence in a slip of paper she sent to
Satprem after the conversation (see facsimile).
5It may be noted that Mother used the French word "injure" (normally meaning "insult") because she heard the English
word "injury." (See conversation of January 25.)

see Satprem."
It's interesting.
So it's something that's going to take place.
It looks like that.... Because it came when I was fully in that state, but I was conscious that this [body]
needed... it takes TIME, that's the problem. Instantaneous things are miraculous and don't have the
power of duration: they don't correspond to the STATE - the vibratory state of something lasting. So
then, this intimation came, and when it came the experience was over, everything stopped.
But now I know what it is. And it has left in the being a sort of certitude, but a certitude so full of
joy, oh!...
There we are.
But Mother, these "instructions" should be given...
...Should be known by everyone.
Everyone.
Which means by those who are near me, who look after me, even by people like the doctors, who might
take it into their heads to go and inform the government, for instance!
Because this intimation was very... imperative, it was an imperative necessity - which to me seems
to prove that it will happen. "Because of the necessities of the transformation..." That was when the
experience was there and I became aware of all that needed to be changed for this body to be capable of
holding the thing constantly, for it to be there all the time. So that came. And I wanted to write it down,
but didn't have the time, I was already terribly late; then came very clearly from Sri Aurobindo, "On
Saturday, when Satprem is here."
I forgot to tell you at first!
You'll have to make it into a note and give it to those you think it should be given to.
Yes, first to the "trustees" [the heads of the Ashram's administration], because they are the ones who
have authority here; then it will have to be translated into English and distributed. 6 You understand, no
one should take it into his head to go and tell the government - because they're so silly, they might go
shouting about.
Yes, of course. They may go and inform the government or...
So the government will come and say, "But you can't keep this, you have to bury it." That would be
lovely! It would be a fine mess!
There will have to be some wisdom in the disciples.
Excuse me?
6This note was actually translated into English by one of the Ashram's secretaries and distributed to five people among
those near Mother, including Nolini. Everyone "having authority" thus knew of it.

A little wisdom in the disciples.
Yes... yes.
Nobody should say anything except, "Mother has gone into trance." That's all, quite simply. "She is
in trance."
But if they are prepared for the idea beforehand, they might be more reasonable?...

January 18, 1967
(Satprem asks Mother what he should do with the text of the "instructions" of January 14 which
Mother gave in the event of her going into a long period of trance.)
I am going to keep it. When I receive the command to circulate it, I'll circulate it.
(silence)

I have seen rather clearly that that trance depended on the ratio between two aspects, the proportion
between two aspects: that of the individual transformation (that is, the transformation of this body), and
that of the general, collective and impersonal work.
If a certain balance is kept, that state [of prolonged trance] may be dispensed with, but then the
same work which would have been done in a few weeks or months (I don't know) will extend over
years - years and years. So it's a question of patience - patience isn't lacking. But it's not only a
question of patience, it's a question of proportion: there must be a certain balance between the two,
between the outside pressure of the external work (not "external," the collective work), and the pressure
on the body for its transformation. If wisdom is still there, that is, if the instrument is constantly and
infallibly capable of doing exactly what is expected of it (to put it into words: the supreme Lord's
precise will), then the trance might not be necessary. It would only be if out of ignorance there is a
resistance in the execution.
That's how I feel.
This possibility of transformation in trance was announced to the body some... yes, about sixty
years ago now, and periodically afterwards. And there has always been a prayer: "No, may it not be
necessary: it's the method of laziness." It's the method of inertia. Now all those preferences, all that is
gone. There is only an increasingly alerted, awakened consciousness, but awakened to the point of
being alerted to the possibility of unconscious resistances, with the will for them to disappear. All
depends on the plasticity, the receptivity.
You understand, even if this body is told, "You will have to last a hundred or two hundred years for
the work to be done without trance," it says, "It's all the same to me." All it wants is to be conscious.
All it wants is, "Lord, to be conscious of Your consciousness," nothing else. That's its sole, exclusive
will: "To be conscious of Your consciousness," that is, to consciously become You in another mode.

But it isn't in a hurry, because it has no reason to be in a hurry.
You said just before (if I understood right) that that "state" may last for years. Were you referring
to the state of trance?
No, that's not possible.
It's not possible.
No, it isn't.
The duration of that trance doesn't depend on outward conditions, on the preparation of the
world, for instance?
I don't think so.
That's another possibility that came up in the past (but it's part of the vision of all possibilities -
there are all kinds of possibilities). Once, there was that vision (I had it when Sri Aurobindo was here)
of the whole town [of Pondicherry] engulfed by bombs, I think (I don't remember now, 7 but it wasn't
lived: it was known as something that had happened), and the engulfing had caused a sort of burial very
deep underground, in a grotto with a radiant atmosphere, so that the body had been preserved. Then I
woke up two thousand years later. The experience started after those two thousand years: I saw how I
had learned where I was and how I had come out of that grotto, how I had found out the number of
years that had elapsed, and so on. All that happened one day and I told it to Sri Aurobindo. He said to
me, "It's one of the innumerable possibilities that offers itself up in order to be manifested." He didn't
attach more importance to it than that. All kinds of things come up as possibilities.
So you don't envisage the possibility of a long duration - that trance can't be very long?
I don't think that's materially possible.
And the purpose of that trance would basically be to fix the supramental vibration in the body?
To transform what's not receptive.
There are billions of elements in the body, so it's a mixture of receptivity and nonreceptivity. It's
still mixed. And that mixture is why the appearance [Mother's physical appearance] remains what it is.
So making everything receptive, in every element, is a work, you understand, a formidable work. If it
had to be done in detail, it would be impossible, but through the pressure of the Force it can be done.
So then, the trance would be made necessary precisely so it's done fast (relatively fast). This work is
BEING DONE (I am myself conscious of it), but, you understand (laughing), it may stretch over
hundreds of years! That's what Sri Aurobindo said: a state of consciousness has to be established in
which the collective life of the cells can be preserved for as long as desired; in other words, the Lord's
Will must be sufficiently active for the balance between all those elements to be kept for as long as
necessary for all of them to change. And always, it has always been said that the most external form
would be the last to change; that the whole internal, organic functioning would be changed before the
external form, the appearance (it's only an appearance, of course); that the appearance would be the last
to change.
7See Agenda III, November 20, 1962, p. 428.

It seems to me to be the legacy of primordial habits - the habits of Matter. This Matter, of course,
comes from total unconsciousness, and throughout the ages and all the ways of being, it returns to total
consciousness - it goes from one extreme to the other; well, what gives that need for trance is the habits
of static immobility. It shouldn't be necessary. Only (how can I explain?...), logically, as things are, it
depends on the balance between the body's capacity of receptivity and its external activity: it's
obviously far more receptive when it is immobile, because its energies are turned to the transformation.
There is another thing that could help to change the course of events: it's that the vital is growing
increasingly receptive and collaborative. This whole vital zone, which was the zone of revolt and
deliberate opposition to the divine transformation, is growing increasingly collaborative, and with its
collaboration (because this vital zone is the zone of movement, action, energy put to use), with its
conscious collaboration, the methods of transformation may become different (it's something I have
been studying these last few days). It may change the methods. But that's a whole world to be learned.
One should grow increasingly not only attentive but receptive, with a precision in details which
would every second give one the knowledge of what should be done and how it should be done (not
outwardly: inwardly). These cells should learn to have every second the attitude necessary for
everything to unfold smoothly, keeping pace with the supreme Consciousness.
To replace the need for immobility and immobile rest by the power of inner concentration and
peace - that peace which is perfectly independent of action, which can be there, unchanging, even in
the midst of the most frantic actions.
Is that where you envisage the vital's intervention?
Yes.
I often wonder what the best possible attitude is for us. Is it better to be simply in a state of
silence, open to the heights, a wide silence, or...
I think that's it.
But what's the alternative?
Or should one have, I don't know, a special concentration in the activity?
No, because the transformation is the only thing that doesn't call for the mind's intervention: the mind
befuddles everything.
I clearly see what its use will be - why there has been the mind, why it exists, what its use will be -
but that will come afterwards.
The mind will be transformed quite naturally, effortlessly; it's not the same as with this body. But
for the moment, it can't be used as yet. It can be used only through aspiration, like this (gesture opened
to the heights), a constant aspiration - the constancy of aspiration and receptivity to let the forces and
the light come through.
There. So we'll meet again on Saturday.
I'll bring you the text of those "instructions."
Yes. There's no hurry - I don't think there is. It's better if it's ready, but... The higher part of the
consciousness is clearly in favor of the trance being unnecessary. And if the lower part becomes
receptive enough in time, it won't be necessary. Or else, it will amount to very little. Just keep the text,

that's all, keep it ready (Mother laughs).8

January 21, 1967
(Regarding the English translation of extracts from recent conversations published in the Ashram's
Bulletin under the title "A Propos.")
...What they especially lack is the sense of a FORCE in the language.
What makes things very difficult is that, in fact, there is no one who has the experience I have.
That's what is missing. You understand well only what you have experienced. If you try to understand
all that mentally, you can't, it's not possible; a keen way of feeling has gone.
I read this "A Propos" to A. and Pavitra (you can't find people better disposed and more eager to
understand), but all the subtlety was gone! - They didn't understand. They tried (they "understood,"
they were very interested), but I know, I saw their state of consciousness: there was something
completely closed, because there is no equivalent in them. But what can be done?... Oh, I gave up very
long ago the idea of being really understood - maybe in a few hundred years people will understand,
that's all.
It doesn't matter.
***
(Then Mother shows two notes on Auroville.)

"At last a place where one will be able to think of nothing but the future."
"Auroville is doing well and growing more and more real. But its realization is not
progressing in the habitual human way, and it is more visible to the inner consciousness
than to the outer vision."
***
Soon afterwards:

8These "instructions'' were distributed a few days later.

Something rather indefinable as yet is happening.
The body was in the habit of fulfilling its functions automatically, as something natural, which
means that for it, the question of their importance or usefulness did not arise: it didn't have that mental,
for instance, or vital vision of things, of what's "important" or "interesting" and what isn't. That didn't
exist. But now that the cells are growing conscious, they seem to stand back (gesture): they look at
themselves, they begin to watch themselves act, and they very much wonder, "What's the use of all
this?" And then, an aspiration: "How, how should things truly be? What's our purpose, our usefulness,
our basis? Yes, what should our basis and our 'standard' of life be?" To put it mentally again, we might
say, "How will we be when we are divine? What will be the difference? What's the divine way of
being?" And what speaks there is that whole kind of physical base entirely made up of thousands of
small things absolutely indifferent in themselves, whose raison d'etre lies only in their totality, like a
support to another action, but which in themselves seem devoid of any meaning. And then, it's again
the same thing: a sort of receptivity, of silent opening to let oneself be permeated, and a very subtle
perception of a way of being that might be luminous, harmonious.
That way of being is still quite indefinable; but in this seeking there is a constant perception (which
translates as a vision) of a multicolored light, with all the colors - all the colors not in layers but as
though (stippling gesture) combined in dots, a combination of all the colors. Two years ago (a little
more than two years, I forget), when I met the Tantrics, when I came into contact with them, I started
seeing that light, and I thought it was the "Tantric light," the Tantric way of seeing the material world.
But now I see it constantly, associated with everything, and it seems to be what we might call a
"perception of true Matter." All possible colors are combined without being mixed together (same
stippling gesture), and combined in luminous dots. Everything is as though made up of this. And it
seems to be the true mode of being - I am not yet sure, but at any rate it's a far more conscious mode of
being.
I see it all the time: with eyes open, eyes closed, all the time. It gives a strange perception (with
regard to the body), a strange perception at the same time of subtlety, permeability (if I may call it
that), of suppleness of form, and not exactly a removal but a considerable lessening of the rigidity of
forms (the rigidity is removed, not the forms: a suppleness in the forms). As for the body, the first times
it felt that in some part or the other, it felt... when it happens it's a bit lost, with the sense of something
eluding it. But if one remains very quiet and waits quietly, it's simply replaced by a sort of plasticity
and fluidity that seems to be a new mode of the cells.
It might probably be what, on the material level, must take the place of the physical ego; that is to
say, it seems the rigidity of the form must give place to this new way of being. Of course, the first
contact is always very... surprising. But the body is getting used to it little by little. What's a little
difficult is the moment of transition from one way to the other. It's done very progressively, yet at the
moment of transition there are a few seconds that are... the least we can say is "unexpected."
In that way, all habits are undone. It's the same with all the functionings: blood circulation,
digestion, breathing - all the functions. And at the moment of transition it's not that one abruptly takes
the place of the other, but there is a state of fluidity between the two which is... difficult. It's only
because of that great Faith, a perfectly still, luminous, constant, immutable faith in the real existence of
the supreme Lord - in the SOLE real existence of the Supreme - that everything goes on apparently as
it is.
There are kinds of great waves of all ordinary movements, ordinary ways of being, ordinary habits:
they are thrown back, come back again, try to engulf and are thrown back again. And I can see that for
years the body and the whole body consciousness used to rush back into the old way to seek safety, it
used to find its safety in flight; but now, the body has been persuaded not to do it any longer and on the
contrary to accept: "Well, if it's dissolution, let it be dissolution." It accepts what will be.

Mentally, when that happens in the physical mind (it happened years ago, but I had observed that),
it's what gives people the feeling that they're going insane, and they get frightened (and with fear things
happen), so they rush back into ordinary common sense to escape. It's the equivalent - not the same
thing, but the equivalent of what happens in the material: you feel all the usual stability is vanishing.
Well, for a long time - a long time - there was that retreat into habit, and then you are quite at peace
and you start all over again. But now, the cells no longer want that: "Come what may, we'll see soon
enough!" The great adventure.
How will we be? - How will we be? How... You understand, it's the cells asking, "How should we
be? How will we be?"
It's interesting.

January 25, 1967
(Nolini reads out to Mother his translation into English of the conversation of January 11 for the
Ashram Bulletin. Mother remarks that she used the French word "injure" [=insult] where she meant a
blow or a scratch, because she heard the English word "injury.")
I so often hear Sri Aurobindo speak, and I say it in French, but I use the English word because I hear
him speak.
Often the thought alone comes, but quite often it's the exact words; and then, while speaking in
French I tend to use the English words. While I take my bath, for instance, he always speaks to me and
tells me the things I have to write or say; so afterwards, when I come out of the bathroom, I very often
have to ask for a piece of paper and a pen, and I write.
It's constantly, constantly like that.
I remember, some time ago, at night, I said to him (I see him almost every night, but for a few days
I hadn't seen him, then I met him at night... because he is always there [Mother makes a gesture
enveloping her], but at night, in that subtle physical world, I see him objectively, as if I were meeting
him), and I said to him, "I haven't seen you for a few days," like that, in jest. Then he put on his most
serious air, but with all his irony: "Oh, I am very busy these days." And... (laughing) the next day I
learned they were shooting a film on Sri Aurobindo's life!9 So I thought he must have been busy
sending them good suggestions. But it was so comical! With straight-faced seriousness: "Oh, I am very
busy." (Mother laughs)
That's how "injury" came.
(Satprem:) In the text of those "Instructions" [in the event of cataleptic trance], you also use the
word "injure"; you say that in that trance state, your body will have to be kept "a l'abri de toute
9In Bengal, a film on Sri Aurobindo's "political life."

injure" [sheltered from all injuries]. But I deliberately left the word, because in the original sense
of the French word we speak of the "injures du temps" [the injury or assault of time]. Is that what
you'd like to keep in those Instructions?
That day he told me (it was he who told me to say that), "The bites of insects, the bad contacts, things
like that." He said, "All injuries, poisoning by an insect, etc."

(Then Mother listens to the English translation of the conversation of September 30, 1966, for the
"Notes on the Way." The subject was the disappearance of the bone structure in the new being and the
need for intermediary stages. Mother, speaking in English, turns to Nolini:)
Do you think people will understand?... Not much?
(Nolini:) Some will understand.
Some!... a few.
And yet, for me, it is already far behind. It's funny, when you were reading the translation, I had the
impression of something that was pulling me back in a condition that is no more mine.
Things are going quick, quick, quick.
I am just living the thing, so it is difficult to describe... But it is quite a new condition. After some
time I will be able to say... (Mother remains silent for a long while) what is meant exactly by the
irreality of this apparent matter.
It is just in the experiencing, I can't yet describe it. It takes some time.
There, in this "talk" [about the disappearance of the bone structure], I have the impression of having
still one foot here, one foot there.
***
After Nolini has left:

So, what's new?
What about you?
You know, I have the impression, exactly an impression (it's a transcription), the impression of being
on the verge of finding a key - a key or a "trick"... a procedure (I don't know how to put it: all this is
popularization), but something which, if you got hold of it without being wholly on the true side... in
one second you could be the cause of a frightful catastrophe. That's why the integral preparation of the
consciousness must go side by side with the perception of the Power. And then, there are such subtle
differences that for the understanding (I am not referring to the ordinary understanding, but even for a
quite spiritualized and prepared state of consciousness, which is not THE consciousness), an
insignificant, almost imperceptible tiny little movement could bring about catastrophe.

What catastrophe? I don't know.... Something like a dissolution of the world.10
So you stand there (Mother makes a gesture to indicate a very narrow ridge), as if on an invisible
borderline, with an extraordinary, almighty Power which, at the same time, makes you know and
prevents you from knowing, with extraordinary tiny subtleties of movement so nothing may happen too
soon, that is, before everything is ready.
(long silence)

That would amount to saying that falling ill (from falling ill to dying) is caused by the incapacity to
maintain the necessary tension to go from one state to another without falling back again, without the
slackening of unconsciousness. Illness is always a fall back into unconsciousness out of incapacity to
sustain the movement of transformation. And death is the same thing - the same thing, somewhat more
complete.

January 28, 1967
Mother shows a note
she has just written:

I wrote this to someone here.... He hasn't been in India for a long time, and he doesn't understand
anything about Indians - which isn't a crime, but he's full of scorn. Because he doesn't understand he is
full of scorn. So I wrote him this:
"One should be careful not to scorn what one does not understand, for innumerable are
the marvels sealed from our narrow view.
"The Lord has unsuspected splendors which He reveals progressively to our too limited
understanding."
It's a whole category of ways of thinking. Those who think they have superior intelligence and scorn
what they don't understand are innumerable - innumerable. And that's the very sign of stupidity! On the
other hand, there are many (they are generally regarded as "simple-minded," but I, for one, have a
liking for those simpleminded people, they have a warmth of soul) who admire anything they don't
understand. They have a sort of open-eyed admiration (regarded as stupid) for anything they don't
understand. But they, at least, have goodwill. While to the others on the lofty height of their so-called
intelligence, anything they don't understand is worthless. This man came here and said, "One can't
work with these people, they are Indians!" (Mother laughs) And he says it as a matter of course.
You met someone the other day, I heard?
10Could it be the dissolution of the "web"?

Yes, the man who is to write an extensive article on India in "Plante."
So then, what's this gentleman like?
He's a man full of sexuality. When you enter his atmosphere there is sex and nothing else. It's the
only problem he's interested in. So in his magazine and a few other similar ones, they are trying to
make Tantrism "of the left hand," the "Vama Marga," fashionable.
Oh!
He asked me questions on sexuality and talked of a "yoga of sexuality "!
Oh!
So I set things straight....
Oh, good.
Not very diplomatically, by the way. I said it had nothing to do with Tantrism. But the strange
thing is that despite all this sexual atmosphere, the man still has an opening: one day, some twelve
years ago, as he had a problem, instead of writing to Sri Aurobindo (he had read Sri Aurobindo),
he thought, "But why shouldn't I concentrate on Sri Aurobindo to have the answer to my problem?"
He concentrated, and in the night he suddenly saw a big golden disk come and fill him, and a voice
told him with extraordinary force the words he was waiting for, words of revelation.... So the man
has an opening.
Oh, yes.
But then he told me, "That was probably my unconscious, it came from my unconscious, but
anyway..."
(Mother laughs) He has a good unconscious!
Those people!... The Grace comes to them and kindly gives them a beautiful experience, just like
that, and then: "It's my unconscious "!
(Mother laughs)

When he said that to me, I really felt Sri Aurobindo smiling.
Yes, he is amused.
But it seems that this so-called Tantrism and "yoga of sexuality" is overflowing everywhere in the
West.
Yes, it's dangerous. It's dangerous.
It may be the cure, they may go through, I can't say.... Because Sri Aurobindo said that if you go
beyond satiation you are cured, just as if you get rid of desire you are cured. But if you go beyond

satiation you are cured, you are disgusted, you feel the same disgust.... That's possible, I don't know.
(Laughing) In the meantime it makes a fine mess!
The other method is much quicker: abolition. I mean not only material abolition, but abolition of the
PRINCIPLE of the thing; that's what I said before: when you go beyond animality, the material fact no
longer has any reason to be, so it falls away. That's so to say immediate. But if you go all the way to
loathing, that's another method!
Going all the way to loathing isn't the most dangerous thing; it's covering up this business with
spirituality and making a "yoga of sexuality."
Oh, (laughing) if you say that to them, they'll all fall sick!
But maybe one day impotence will take over. Then it will be the end. Because it's only Nature's
instinct that gives power to this somewhat morbid imagination, and once Nature's instinct is exhausted
or finished... oh, I must say I knew some old, very old people who were full of dirty things; but that
was probably because they had repressed themselves during their whole youth.
There is, of course, something very repugnant about it, which people overcome in order to get the
"pleasure"; but there is something very repugnant about it, which, as soon as the pleasure is gone,
becomes really thoroughly repugnant. What I meant was that they will perhaps be cured through
disgust.
Lots of sects and movements have been accused of practicing this kind of sexuality (I think it was
the "moral" basis for the accusation against the Templars). It's probably the result of the Christian
attitude; Christianity has spoken of "sin" and made it a sin, so there's the result. It's the reaction.
But in truth, as soon as you are capable of having the true Ananda, it's absolutely repugnant, just
like wallowing in mud.
Only, with this method there will be a good amount of wastage.
But it's nothing but the survival of a natural process which was useful in the beginning of
evolution.
Quite so.
And the meeting of two beings must take place through other means.
Naturally!
From every side people ask the question of the sexual relationship between man and woman and
of spiritual discipline.
(Mother remains silent awhile)

To tell the truth, the Lord makes use of everything! One is always on the way towards something.
There comes a point when you go beyond indignation.

January 31, 1967
Regarding food:

...What's necessary above all is to eat without hurrying: to eat very peacefully. That's indispensable.
But very peacefully, not just slowly: there must be inwardly a sort of very slow rhythm, as if one had
all the time one needed, in total peace.
This (gesture to the forehead) must be calm, it must live in a sort of eternity. Then one digests well.
If the thought is very active, it's bad. There must be a kind of inner relaxation and the sense of a very
regular, very vast rhythm.
***
Soon afterwards:

There is such a curious thing: at times the atmosphere is grumpy, grouchy; all that comes, all that enters
is like that; at other times it's smiling, pleasant, benevolent, and then all that comes (exactly the same
things as before), all that comes is received pleasantly, like that: "Oh, that's good."
And I have noticed that it depends neither on circumstances nor on people nor on anything; it
depends... (Mother sniffs the air) as if something had been added or taken away in the atmosphere.
Have you noticed?
Yes, absolutely.
So I am trying to find the key to that.
It's collective. It's independent of beings.
It's independent of beings and it's collective, and it acts on everyone and every circumstance. Where
does it come from? That has to be seen. It must be found.
It's very strange. I've asked myself the same question because the impression is that the same thing
is happening at different points of the GLOBE.
Yes, yes, it's terrestrial. It's a terrestrial state. At times it goes on, at other times it changes very
abruptly. Does it come from interplanetary currents? I don't know. It has to be seen, to be studied.
Astrologers say it's the "opposition" between planets; at certain times planets are in opposition or
conjunction and it results in certain currents. That's how they explain the trend of events. So the secret
would be to make this law obey the higher Influence, the higher harmonizing law.

Then we would find the secret of many things.11

11We cannot help thinking of the "web."

February

February 4, 1967
Mother comes in
with a bad cold:

There were constant obstructions here, between the nose and the throat, and I was silly enough to
complain about it; I said it really didn't make sense and it had better go - so then... the drastic method.
But this morning I was told to "rest," that is, to go within. I said I had other things to do - then it
came over me forcibly! Which means that something suddenly comes to me, I see it, and then, quite
naturally, I concentrate on it - and I realize I've gone away!
It was like that this morning, while I was working.
They are always sending me photos of people who went to get married (it has become a craze), and
I am asked if they are well-matched, if it's all right. And I immediately see - I immediately see the sort
of life they will have together, it's very funny! Today there were three couples like that. In the first, the
man was intelligent, sensitive, with an emotional side in need of something, of a response. The woman,
rather stupid, rather ordinary too. Not at all made for one another. But I was looking, and as I looked I
saw what had happened: one day she had a sort of sentimental and emotional formation coming
through her, and it so happens that that day she met this man, who was exactly in need of that. He said
to himself, "This is it!" All his friends told him, "No, no, don't marry this woman, it will never work,"
and they are right. But he said, "I felt something." And that was just a day when it caught hold of her
and he happened to be there. So I saw it all (it was very amusing), and off I went!
(Mother goes into a meditation,
then suddenly breaks off)

Why? There's a purple V in front of you. A purple V - not purple: dark mauve, the color of the vital. A
V of victory.
Has something happened?
I don't know.
As broad as this, luminous, mauve. And it was in front of you, you were seated between its two wings.
It was for you. Has anything special happened?...
(Mother resumes her meditation)

February 8, 1967
I have some interesting things to tell you. It's about that cold. An extraordinary healing power... All the
phases in their most acute form, with the study of the process, going through each phase in a few hours,
or a few minutes (depending on what it was). When you have a cold, you usually go through one phase,
then another (you know how it is), then it goes lower down, then there is a cough, then... All of it was
gone through quickly, and in two days it was over. And with the whole process, but not the mentalized
process, not at all: the vibratory process, showing how the Force comes and acts, and at the same time...
Oh, it was very, very interesting, because there was the part played by the inconscient, the part played
by conscious reactions, the part played by the will (that's tremendous, an enormous part), the part
played by mental suggestion (tremendous, too), and... the action of the supreme Vibration. The whole
thing in detail, day and night, constantly; to such a point that at times I stood still, like that, to follow
the course. And it went on (I saw you on Saturday) for... Sunday, Monday, Tuesday: those three days.
It's my fault it started; as I told you I had complained about these sinuses which were a constant
nuisance, and there was also that constant inflammation of the mouth and the throat. So it had its effect.
I can't say it's fully over because there still remains a lot, quite a lot of the old habit, but it came with
the intention of changing things.
And all this has been learned in detail from a vibratory point of view. It's very interesting, I haven't
wasted my time!
Because what applies to a cold obviously applies to any disorder, doesn't it?
It's the detailed process in each case. That was one of the manifestations of a cold.
I mean, it could act with other diseases, too, couldn't it?
Every disease represents its own vibratory mode. Every disease has its own vibratory mode; it
represents a whole field of vibrations to be corrected. It's the EXACT measure of what in Matter resists
the divine Influence - the exact measure, to the atom.
Oh, how interesting it is, if you knew how interesting.... Take coughing, for instance (not in the
chest, in the throat). So, the first vibration: an irritation that draws your attention in order to make you
cough. It has a certain kind of vibration which we may call "pointed," but it's not violent: it's light,
annoying. It's the first little vibration. So with that vibration, awakening of the attention in the
surrounding consciousness [of the throat cells]; then refusal to accept the cough, a rejection here [in the
throat], which at first almost causes nausea (all this is seen through a microscope, you understand, they
are tiny things). The attention is focused. Then, at that point, there are several possible factors,
sometimes simultaneous and sometimes one driving the other away; one is anxiety: something goes
wrong and there is apprehension at what's going to happen; another is a will that nothing should be
disturbed by the irritation; and all of a sudden, the faith that the Force is capable of restoring order
everywhere instantly (none of this is intellectual: it's vibrations).
Then, sometime yesterday morning, something very interesting took place: a clear perception that
the vast majority of the cells (in THIS case: I'm not talking about the whole body, I am talking about
this particular spot - throat, nose, etc.), that the vast majority of the cells still have a sort of feeling -
which seems to be the result of innumerable experiences or of habits (it's both; not clearly one or the
other, but both) - that Nature's force, that is to say, the nature governing the body, knows what needs to
be done better than the divine Power: it's "used to it," it "knows better." That's how it is. So then, when
this new consciousness [the mind of the cells] which is being worked out in the physical being caught
hold of that, oh, it was as if it had caught hold of an extraordinary revelation; it said, "Ah, I've got you,

you culprit! You are the one who is preventing the transformation."
It's tremendously interesting, tremendously interesting!
All this is magnified in order to be expressed, but it's on the scale of the body's cells. And there was
something like a flash of luminous Power as soon as that was discovered: it came down like that, brrm!
(gesture of a sword of light plunging into Matter)
And it hasn't gone away since then. To such a point that I tried to recall that state of consciousness
in order to note it down in detail - it no longer exists.
Those actions are... really miraculous, but in tiny details, of course, which is why they don't look
miraculous: they are only actions in details.
The attitude taken by the cells, the action of the will, the habit of Nature, the Intervention - all that
was seen minutely, phase after phase. Because these cells [in the throat] were complaining; they were
the ones that said things weren't changing and remained as they were. They clearly saw that things
were kept under control, but without any sign of transformation. And that cold came as a magnifying
glass, you understand. It came and magnified everything so it would become more visible and more
easily observed. And the detail of all that's going on is, oh, really marvelous: it's a whole world, and it's
tiny little things that generally go unobserved because we observe mentally. But seen like this... For
instance, at a certain point in those successive phases, all the signs are there that the body's will is going
to flag and that you are going either to faint or to fall "sick" for a while. Then comes the choice made
within by the cells, which weigh the possibilities against one another from the standpoint of the
progress of transformation: "What can act? What can be the most useful and produce the greatest
result? Is it to yield and have an apparent fall (it's only apparent), and in that fall, to allow the Force to
do its work without interference? Or is it to follow the course of conscious transformation?" And that's
where this marvelous discovery of the cells took place: they really felt Nature knew better (laughing)
how to go about it, because it was used to it. That was exquisite! Wonderful.
All this must be going on in everyone, but people are unconscious. It's the consciousness of the
cells which has awakened, you understand. It's so interesting! And how illnesses can be avoided, how
things... All of it based on the experience of the UNREALITY OF APPEARANCES: a play is going on
behind, which is altogether different from what we see or know.
I am now perfectly aware of the causes of allergy (studied in detail), and why cases of allergy are
multiplying here in the Ashram. Naturally, it's based on... (Mother starts coughing and concludes:) Ah,
forbidden topic.
(After a moment of silence, Mother resumes:) It's the nerves that become increasingly receptive to
the Force (and consequently, increasingly sensitive), and they don't have the wisdom or equilibrium
necessary to counterbalance the increased sensitiveness. But then, the doctors' treatment is stupid!
What would be needed is just the opposite: what's needed is (how can I put it?) to infuse wisdom and
peace, not to deaden the body.
Yesterday evening, something amusing happened. I received some soups from Japan. It was all
written in Japanese, impossible to read. When the doctor came (he comes every evening), I asked him,
"Would you like to try a Japanese soup?" And I gave him a packet to take away. Yesterday evening,
when he came back, I asked him, "Did you taste the Japanese soup?" He said, "It's a shellfish soup,"
and he added, "It's not good for you." I asked him, "Why is it not good for me?" (I asked him just for
information, to know what my "illness" was (!), why I couldn't eat shellfish.) He answered me, "Oh,
you would have an allergic reaction." Then I looked at him and, with great force, said to him, "I have
NO allergic reactions." The poor man! He gave a shudder... and he is down with fever!
It's true that now, as soon as the nerves (but you know, it's an observation of every second), as soon
as the nerves start protesting... It happens very often when they are interested in a sensation: they

become interested in a sensation, they concentrate and follow it, then suddenly, it exceeds... (how
should I put it?) the amount they are used to considering as pleasant (it can be put that way), so there's
a slight tipping over and they start going wrong, they start protesting. But if there is observation, there
is the action of the inner "mentor" that tells them, "Now, all sensations can be borne almost to their
highest degree: it's quite simply a bad habit and a lack of plasticity. Calm down and see what happens."
(Something of the sort.) Then they are docile, they calm down, and... everything falls flat. Falls flat,
and then... the allergic reaction is over. So I think I've learned the knack! That's why I answered the
doctor with such force.
It's very amusing. That way you learn things.
Only, how to communicate this to people? I don't know.
It's a subtle, keen, minute observation.
At the same time, there is another factor (oh, there are several methods). You have a small material
action to do (quite uninteresting in itself, but anyway, it has to be done) and there is that same inner
disquiet which can cause things to tip over on the wrong side any moment; if the consciousness - the
total consciousness of the body - is busy with something else, the difficulty dies down without your
noticing it. So the possibility is there of keeping the consciousness interested in something else. But
then the possibility of illness or disorder isn't cured. So it's a constant choice between the work of
transformation and (or) an equilibrium sufficient to go on with the general work.
I could write volumes, it's very, very interesting. It's being organized.
We don't really understand the value of the microscopic.
Yes! Yes, exactly.

February 11, 1967
(Regarding Mother's "Agenda." Satprem is sorting out a huge stack of files.)
...Now that bits are coming out in the Bulletin, lots of people are beginning to be very, very interested
and want to know. They ask me, "But are you saying everything?" I answer, "Everything, that's
impossible. But I am saying more." Then, "Can't we know?" - No one would understand a thing.
When it's completely over, we'll see.
I am telling you this so you know this work isn't wholly in vain.
Oh, but I'm sure it's not in vain, I am convinced of it! I don't need to be reassured.
It will be a monument! It's better to leave it as a monument, not to publish it in bits: massive, a thick
volume like this, and then... (laughing) crush people underneath! Then they won't ask anything

anymore.
Do you want me to start preparing an edition (!)
No, no! When I have caught hold of the end, we'll publish it - I haven't caught hold of the end yet, far
from it. Far from it. All these lessons I am given 12 are like lashes to tell me, "There, you must be ready
for anything." All right. It's not in vain.
Oh, surely not! These old Agenda conversations I read again once they have been typed are full of
light!
I don't know.
Oh, but I know!
When she [Sujata] has finished typing, we'll see.
We fell behind a lot during my illness, when I was in that hospital.
But it was also a long period from which nothing is left. It's going to leave a gap. There was nothing: I
didn't talk, didn't speak to anyone. It has left a gap.
***
Soon afterwards:

I'd really like to know what it is I'm up to at night. It's never been so totally unconscious, without
ever seeing you - there's nothing, complete unconsciousness.
With me too, the last few nights... And it has been deliberate: the last few nights (for a week, maybe),
how can I explain?... There are no more "excursions," I no longer go about.
Last night, for instance (I return to the outward consciousness two or three times every night), I
noticed V. had gone out.13 Naturally I saw the consequences and went on considering how I should
manage. Well, I noticed (she went out around two; every day I get up at 4:30), I noticed that during
those two and a half hours I didn't sleep ("didn't sleep," I mean I didn't exteriorize). And I wasn't
"thinking" (thank God!), there was simply a kind of consciousness watching. And time went by with
such fantastic speed that I was myself dumbfounded. I thought it was going to be long waiting for the
time to get up, for 4:30, but it was absolutely outside time, absolutely outside time. Yet I remained in
my body.
So then, this incident made me realize that I seem to be learning a new way of resting without going
12Recently, the illness of Mother's attendant: the only somewhat positive element among those immediately near Mother.
She will have to leave Mother's service in August, 1970. After that there will be no positive elements left near Mother.
Hence the following sentence.
13Mother's attendant, who sleeps in Mother's room and had a sudden bout of fever that night.

out of the body. Because I was sure I was then "awake," as it's called: there was nothing resembling
sleep, and I wasn't thinking. There was only the consciousness watching, like that. But interiorized.
And a will to get up at 4:30. I looked at the time once in between (there was a clock near my bed, I
looked at it), it was 3:15. I was surprised, I thought, "How come? It was 2:30 a minute ago." Then I
made a slight concentration to be sure of being quite awake at 4:30. And at exactly 4:30: "How come?
I've just seen it was 3:15!" It was dumbfounding, because I didn't leave my body, I know I didn't sleep,
and the consciousness was perfectly still, motionless, so to say; a consciousness simply concentrated
(but a consciousness with "foresight," which sees what has to be done), simply like that, without
thought.
It was so to say instantaneous.
It happens to me now and then during the day. I go into a certain state (it only lasts for a minute or
two), a strange state: you are perfectly awake, perfectly conscious, and at the same time totally unaware
of time and things around you... not exactly of things around you, but not conscious of them in the
same way - I don't know how to explain.

February 15, 1967
(The following conversation was noted down from memory. It occurred apropos of a young disciple
who did not understand how everything - impulsions, desires, etc. - could come from "outside," from
universal Nature, while Sri Aurobindo otherwise declares, "I become what I see in myself.")
I told him once that he would begin to be intelligent when he became capable of setting all opposites
face to face and bringing them into a synthesis.
What they lack is the sense of the fourth dimension, so they don't understand. There, everything
holds together, in a very concrete, palpable way, the "outside" and the inside.
As for Thon, he insisted a lot on adverse forces, while Sri Aurobindo didn't talk about them. So
when I came here I asked him, "But do hostile beings and adverse forces exist?" He said to me, "Yes,
they do exist, but in order to master them it's easier to regard them as being outside, rather than inside
as a part of your nature." He on his part insisted on the One: everything is the One distorted to a greater
or lesser extent, even the "adverse" forces. What we call "adverse forces" are, at bottom, distortions of
consciousness. When those distortions predominate in a being, that is to say, when his nature obeys
distorted influences and no longer responds to the divine influence, we may call it a "hostile being"
(they do exist, God knows!). But here in India, they have insisted above all on the notion of Oneness.
Of course, at the origin of the worlds a separation took place, but it's mostly the Tantrics who have
insisted on that; they say that in order to re-form Godhead, the two poles must be reunited.... All this is
languages, it's manners of speaking that fill the gaps and complement one another. And according to
the individuals, the times and countries, some manners of speaking were purer than others, some closer
than others. But all said and done... We may say that the Lord enjoys narrating Himself in all possible
ways.

And when you are on the very lowest rungs of the ladder of consciousness, those manners of
speaking become increasingly concrete, absolute, hard, and exclusive of all that isn't themselves: those
are religions.... Oh, by the way, it seems the Pope was approached about Auroville and he asked if there
would be a Catholic church!... They put the question to me. I said, "No. No churches, no temples."
But it might be funny if we put together one specimen of every religion from every country and
every epoch. A city of religions, can you see that?... The totem pole next to the cathedral! Oh, that
would be very funny! All the ancient religions - the Egyptian, the Tyrian, the Scandinavian gods... -
and then the new religions.
They'd all quarrel with each other!
It's a pity, men have too little sense of humor! Otherwise we could have great fun. It's a wonderful
remedy.
We could arrange guided tours, just like Cook's tours (!) We would have a tour of religions, with all
the statues and monuments. The explanations could be read out by some guide or other, but they would
be prepared by someone with a slightly higher vision (oh, not a supramental vision, just a slightly
higher one), and they would show human creeds and how men have shed blood in the name of "God."
The most bloodthirsty god is the most popular, I think. All the slaughters, all the horrors, all the
tortures that have been committed in the name of God...
It's a subject I found very interesting, in the beginning I even wanted to give a class 14 on it, when
the School only had thirty children or so: a class on religions showing the whole course from the gods
with the heads of birds or jackals to cathedrals. Oh, when I was just five, I was revolted by that "God"
who really was a wicked character and caused bloodshed.
So we could have a "city of religions." But we would have to re-create the atmosphere.
A museum of religions?
No, a museum is too intellectual - a city of religions. We would have to re-create the atmosphere and
have a temple, churches, a cathedral, a totem pole... (laughing) We'd entrust the Greek temple to
Ananta!15 That would be really unique on earth.
But you know, there are still so many fanatics - more than we think. You would think all that has
disappeared with modern development - not at all.
The farther I go, the more I have a perception of a Harmony. A harmony, that is, a vision of the
Whole in which everything is in its place: qualities, movements, even forms. It's something being
worked out, a vision being worked out.
Yet outwardly, it's apparent chaos.... You know, an equilibrium is made out of a multitude of
interlockings holding one another and creating a stability. But when you want to move on to a higher
equilibrium, all that must be disintegrated, so to speak (gesture of a pyramid being flattened), then
reintegrated in a broader way, and all the interlockings must be formed again on a higher level. It's the
transition from one to the other that's difficult. The disequilibrium is what prepares a new equilibrium.
We are in the middle of the chaos.
14See in addendum a letter of Mother's on the subject.
15A rather eccentric American disciple.

And the only solution at such a time is to draw back, as it were (gesture of drawing within), and
hang on unshakably to something higher, fasten on to it while the hurricane passes by. Then you can go
through.
***
ADDENDUM
(As late as in 1960, Mother intended to give a class on the "history of religions," as the following letter
in answer to a question from a teacher at the School bears witness to.)
"...And finally, what was the occult influence of this Judaism on human evolution? The more I
think about it, the more the threads of it all appear to me so tied up and entangled together
that only a knowledge 'in overview' seems capable of helping to bring out the essential. Well,
Mother, I leave it all to you. I hope you will be able to tell me the way in which we here should
approach the question and to give me the few major elements on which I will be able to build
my exposition."
November, 1960

I do not know what Pavitra told you or asked you for, but here is a summary of what I said to him. For
a long time I have been thinking of explaining to the students young and old the particular truths that
are found at the root of all human religions, each of them representing one aspect of the total Truth
which exceeds them all. This has been perfectly explained in Sri Aurobindo's writings, which one must
have read and studied before one can even conceive the way in which the subject must be treated. At
any rate, there was no question of asking anyone to do it, since I had reserved the subject for myself,
considering that it can be usefully treated only if one has oneself had the experience, that is to say, if
one has lived the truth behind all the religions.
What I asked for was to give the students, as a preparation, a class on the "history of religions,"
from the purely historical, external and intellectual standpoint. There is no question of dealing with the
subject from the spiritual angle.
At any rate, nothing useful can be done before carefully reading all that Sri Aurobindo has said on
the subject (Synthesis of Yoga: in the "Yoga of Knowledge" he deals with religions; the first chapters of
Essays on the Gita; Foundations of Indian Culture; Thoughts and Aphorisms, and many others too).
Therefore start reading first.
So I am not replying to your questions because they are part of the course I want to give myself and
have not, besides, written yet.
With my blessings
Signed: Mother

February 18, 1967
All these last few days I have been considering the proportion that should be maintained between what
was accomplished and established in the past and the attitude of complete acceptance of what comes
from the future.
There is obviously in Nature a tendency to want a slow transformation from what was habitually
regarded as "good" (expressive, good, harmonious) to the new Thing. And I was observing the extent
to which there is attachment: the attachment of habit, something very spontaneous and uncalculating.
Then, recently (yesterday), I had an amusing example.
Do you know little S.?16 Have you ever spoken to her?... I've heard she beats sixteen - and
seventeen-year-old boys at logic and new mathematics. I saw her today. She is obviously quite
remarkably intelligent. And yesterday was her birthday. You know that Y. [her adoptive mother] has
gone into hospital; and when she went she asked me to send something to Thoth every day (you know
who's Thoth,17 don't you?), because it seems that whenever he receives something from me, he is quite
calm for two hours. Very well. So I sent something the first day (that was yesterday). And yesterday
was little S.'s birthday. I thought that rather than for her to fetch from the secretary the fruit I give for
Thoth, it would be better if she came to see me at 10 and I'd give her her card and bunch of flowers at
the same time. But then, everything is disorganized and not too efficient: she wasn't informed. When
she came it was too late because it was 10:30 or 11 while I had said "before 10." So she wrote me a
letter.... I saw the girl today, she is really very intelligent, no doubt about that, and here is her letter.
(Note that when she came to live with Y., she knew French because she had learned it with the Sisters -
she was a pupil at the "Mission" some three years ago - and for three years Y. has been giving her
French lessons.) So here is the child's letter:
(translation)

Sweet Mother,
I am absolutely... [one word skipped here] having missed seeing you. Yesterday evening
nobody came to tell me. And when they brought the presents for Thoth from You they
didn't tell me nothing either.
Sweet Mother, since yesterday big S.18 wants to see you, and now that they say it's too
late and I feel I'll miss seeing You, big S. is sad and I don't like that.
16A twelve-year-old Tamil child, very dark-skinned, adopted three years earlier by a European disciple.
17Thoth is an ape adopted by that same European disciple and would be, according to her, a reincarnation of the Egyptian
god Thoth.
18"Big S." is the child.

S.

It's not French, of course. You clearly feel that the thought isn't ordinary.... I found that very
interesting. But for a French class, it would be riddled with errors.

Of course, but there is a "tone" in it....
Exactly.
I was surprised, because Y. [the adoptive mother] knows French well, obviously, and she is quite
capable of teaching her to write correctly: she hasn't taken the trouble, or didn't want to, I don't know
why. But there is a certain force there.
Oh, yes.
It's interesting.
And after all, what we want... we know that we need, not an artificially new language, but
something supple enough to be able to adapt to the needs of a new CONSCIOUSNESS; and that's
probably how that language will emerge, from a number of old languages, through the disappearance of
habits.
What's specific to each language (apart from a few differences in words) is the order in which ideas
are presented: the construction of sentences. The Japanese (and the Chinese even more so) have solved
the problem by using only the sign of the idea. Now, under the influence from outside, they have added
phonetic signs to build a sentence; but even now the order in the construction of the ideas is different.
It's different in Japan and in China. And unless you FEEL this, you can never know a foreign language
really well. So we speak according to our very old habit (and basically it's more convenient for us
simply because it comes automatically). But when I "receive," for instance, it's not even a thought: it's
Sri Aurobindo's formulated consciousness; then, to be expressed there is a sort of progressive
approximation, and sometimes it comes very clearly; but very often it's a spontaneous mixture of
French and English forms and I feel it's something else trying to be expressed. At times (he follows my
notation), he makes me correct something; at other times it comes perfectly well - it depends.... Oh, it
depends on the limpidity. If you are very tranquil, it comes very well. And there, too, I see it's not
really French and not really English. It's not so much the words (words are nothing) as the ORDER in
which things come up. And when afterwards I look at it objectively, I see that it's in part the order in
which they come in French and in part the order in which they come in English. And the result is a
mixture which is neither one language nor the other and endeavors to express... what might be called "a
new way of consciousness."
It leads me to think that something will be worked out that way, and that any too strict, too narrow
attachment to the old rules is a hindrance to the evolution of expression. From that point of view,
French is a long way behind English - English is much more supple. But the languages in countries
like China and Japan that use ideograms seem to be infinitely more supple than our own.
Certainly!
They can express new ideas and things far more easily through juxtaposition of signs.

But now, with this "new logic" and "new mathematics," a whole set of new signs is beginning to be
universal, that is to say, the same signs express the same ideas or things in all countries, whatever
language is used in the country, quite independently.
These new thoughts and new experiences, this new logic and new mathematics, are now taught in
higher classes, but all the primary and secondary studies have remained in the old formula, so I have
been very seriously thinking of opening primary and secondary schools in Auroville, based on the new
system - as a trial.
But what's the process? It's a problem that interests me a lot: how do you catch this new
expression?
It can only be done... This is my experience: if I want to express clearly what Sri Aurobindo says (he
doesn't "say," I don't know how to explain it... it's his consciousness going like this [gesture of
projection], expressing itself), well, first the mind must be silent, that goes without saying. But the
difficulty is the passage to expression; that's what I have studied and where I have seen the extent of
that sort of spontaneous and automatic attachment to the old habits.
Yes!
So what should be done there (and what I try to do) is the same work of receptive silence and to let
inspiration, the inspirational consciousness, gather the necessary elements. For that we must be very
tranquil. We must be very supple, in the sense of surrendered; I mean, allow as little habitual activity
as possible to mix in - be almost like automatons. But with the full perception of the consciousness
trying to be expressed, so that nothing gets mixed in with it. That's the most important thing: to receive
this consciousness and hold it like... really like something sacred, without anything getting mixed in
with it, like that. So then, there is a problem of attraction, we might say, and of concretization in the
formula.19 I always say to myself that if I knew a lot of languages, it would all be made use of;
unfortunately I know only two (properly speaking I know only two) and I have only very superficial
and minimal glimpses of two or three others - that's not enough. Only, I had a contact with very
different methods: the method of the Far East and the Sanskrit method, and of course the methods of
the West. It does give a sort of base, but it's not sufficient - I am poles apart from erudition. I have
always felt that erudition shrivels up thought - it parches the brain. (I have great respect for erudite
people, oh indeed, and I seek their advice, but... for myself it won't do!)
Once, very long ago, when Sri Aurobindo was telling me about himself, that is, his childhood, his
formation, I put the question to him, I asked him, "Why am I, as an individual being, so mediocre? I
can do anything; all that I have tried to do I have done, but never in a superior way: always like this
(gesture to an average level)." Then he answered me (at the time I took it as a kindness or
commiseration), "That's because it gives great suppleness - a great suppleness and a vast scope;
because people who have perfection in one field are concentrated and specialized." As I said, I took it
simply as a caress to comfort a child. But now I realize that the most important thing is not to have any
fixity: nothing should be set, definitive, like the sense of a perfection in the realization - that means a
dead stop in the march forward. The sense of incapacity (with the meaning I said of mediocrity, of
something by no means exceptional) leaves you in a sort of expectation (gesture of aspiration upward)
of something better. So then, the most important thing is suppleness - suppleness. Suppleness and
breadth: reject nothing as useless or bad or inferior - nothing; set nothing up as really superior and
beautiful - nothing. Remain ever open, ever open.
19The "attraction" of the words in which this consciousness will be clothed.

The ideal is to have this suppleness and receptivity and surrender, that is, so total an acceptance of
the Influence that whatever comes, naturally, spontaneously and effortlessly the instrument adapts itself
instantly to express it. With everything, of course: with the plastic arts, with music, with writing.
(silence)

The nature [of Mother] was rather shy, and as a matter of fact, there wasn't much confidence in the
personal capacity (although there was the sense of being able to do anything, if the need arose). Till the
age of twenty or twenty-one I spoke very little, and never, never anything like a speech. I wouldn't take
part in conversations: I would listen, but speak very little.... Then I was put in touch with Abdul Baha
(the "Bahai"), who was then in Paris, and a sort of intimacy grew between us. I used to go to his
gatherings because I was interested. And one day when I was in his room, he said to me, "I am sick, I
can't speak; go and speak for me." I said, "Me! But I don't speak." He replied, "You just have to go
there, sit quietly and concentrate, and what you have to say will come to you. Go and do it, you will
see." Well then (laughing), I did as he said. There were some thirty or forty people. I went and sat in
their midst, stayed very still, and then... I sat like that, without a thought, nothing, and suddenly I
started speaking. I spoke to them for a half-hour (I don't even know what I told them), and when it was
over everybody was quite pleased. I went to see Abdul Baha, who told me, "You spoke admirably." I
said, "It wasn't me!" And from that day (I had got the knack from him, you understand!), I would stay
like that, very still, and everything would come. It's especially the sense of the "I" that must be lost -
that's the great art in everything, for everything, anything you do: for painting, for... (I did painting,
sculpture, architecture even, I did music), for everything, but everything, if you are able to lose the
sense of the "I," then you open yourself to... to the knowledge of the thing (sculpture, painting, etc.). It's
not necessarily beings, but the spirit of the thing that uses you.
Well, I think it should be the same thing with language. One should be tuned in to someone in that
way, or through that someone to something still higher: the Origin. And then, very, very passive. But
not inertly passive: vibrantly passive, receptive, like that, attentive, letting "that" come in and be
expressed. The result would be there to see.... As I said, we are limited by what we know, but that may
be because we're still too much of a "person"; if we could be perfectly plastic it might be different:
there have been instances of people speaking in a language they didn't know, therefore...
It's interesting.
With everything, the great secret is for the consciousness to be... THE Consciousness - the limitless
Consciousness. Then what It does is to set this [the instrument] in motion. Later - later, when the
transformation takes place, when it's total and effective, there 'will probably be a conscious
collaboration; but now it's only a surrender, a self-giving, and this lends itself - lends itself with
enthusiasm and joy - for THE Consciousness to use it.
When it's like that, all goes well.
All the old habits, oh!...
And looking at it from this angle, you realize the total absurdity of judgments, which are more than
99% based on old habits: the old habits of what you regard as good or bad, useful or harmful, and so
on. An automatic judgment, automatic acceptance or refusal...
This story of little S. has taught me much. Because I saw that little girl this morning. She is blackskinned, of course - she was all luminous. All luminous. And I don't think she is conscious of it
(perhaps only in so far as Y. has flattered her - that's always possible), but it's very spontaneous in her,
she wasn't trying to put on airs, she didn't come to strike a pose: she just came to take the fruit and
flower for Thoth. She was here in front of my table; when I saw her come in I said, "Strange." This
little girl who is so black-skinned... she was clearer than others.

And this letter is so strong!
Yet she wouldn't pass an examination.

February 21, 1967
(Message for Mother's eighty-ninth birthday)

When darkness deepens strangling the earth's breast
And man's corporeal mind is the only lamp,
As a thief's in the night shall be the covert tread
Of one who steps unseen into his house.
A voice ill-heard shall speak, the soul obey,
A power into mind's inner chamber steal,
A charm and sweetness open life's closed doors
And beauty conquer the resisting world,
The truth-light capture Nature by surprise,
A stealth of God compel the heart to bliss
And earth grow unexpectedly divine.
Sri Aurobindo
(Savitri, I.IV.63)

February 22,1967
(Mother gives Satprem the text of an answer:)
"Why is the choice imperative?"
"Because we are at one of the 'hours of God' as Sri Aurobindo puts it - and the

transforming evolution of the world has taken a hastened and intensified movement."
(silence)

Are you tired?
Not tired... - it's confusion.
The nights are good, but the mornings... (Mother shakes her head)
(meditation)

February 25, 1967
(Mother gives Satprem a rose the color of fire.)
Do you think Nature will ever invent something better than this?... I don't think so.
It's beautiful, this Nature! I find this more beautiful than animals. From the point of view of
consciousness, it's obviously more limited; a plant doesn't have the consciousness an animal has - they
have this aspiration towards the light, but the consciousness isn't precise. But from the point of view of
material organization it's incomparable. Take a tree like this one (the coconut tree under Mother's
window), I see it all the time, this tree, it's wonderful! And how it struggles, how it works, how it
produces....
From the point of view of beauty, I mean material harmony, the Mind has spoilt things a lot, quite a
lot (at least that's my impression).
How will things be?... Because nothing I have seen has, from the point of view of form, the
richness, variety, unexpectedness, beauty of color and form that this rose has. I have seen things, I have
seen supramental realizations - from the point of view of consciousness, they are infinitely superior,
without a doubt, but from the point of view of form...
They are yet to be born. Those forms are going to be born.
Let us hope so. Let's really hope so.
They are bound to.
Let's hope so, really.

From the point of view of consciousness, with the beings I saw, 20 for instance, when they wanted to
be clothed somehow, they did it through willpower; from the point of view of consciousness, that's
certainly incomparable, there's no possible comparison, but...
Of course, one can clothe oneself in a marvelous way.
Yes, like a flower. The consciousness can change all the colors according to the moment.
Oh, that would be lovely. If one could become a lovely rose!...
Well, that's an idea! (Mother laughs)
(Mother goes into a contemplation)

We may say that all experiences tend towards a single revelation - that consciousness alone exists. And
that it is the decision or choice (words are inaccurate), a decision of the consciousness that causes the
form - all the forms, from the most subtle to the most material ones; and the material world, the
apparent fixity of the material world stems from a distortion or a darkening of the consciousness, which
has lost the sense of its all-powerfulness.
This distortion has been still more pronounced since the advent of the mind, which in its working
has so much taken the place of consciousness that it has so to speak substituted itself for consciousness,
and that the mind, in its ordinary working, cannot be distinguished from consciousness - it doesn't
know what consciousness is, and so... (Mother makes a gesture expressing a shrinking or hardening).
It's becoming very, very precise, very clear, very visible in the developed human mind. For the
functioning of the body, for example, the difference between the action and perception of the
consciousness and the action and perception of the mind. And in our world as it's still organized, the
mind is more (oh, as an impression this is very interesting), much more concrete - "concrete" in the
way of what we are used (wrongly used) to calling "real" - and set. It's not translucent, not fluid; it's
not plastic, not fluid: it's mental, concrete. And then, the mind needs acquired knowledge and all the
contacts with the outside.... Let's take a disorder in the body's functioning (which may come for all
kinds of reasons that are very interesting to observe, but anyway, we can't speak of everything at the
same time). The disorder is there and is expressed through a sense of discomfort; the way the
consciousness reacts and acts and the way the mind reacts and acts are entirely, absolutely different (we
can't say opposite, but absolutely different). Then there is the weakness (I am talking about the
sensation of the body itself), the weakness arising from old habit. It's not a lack of faith, the body
knows in an almost absolute way that there is only one salvation, one savior: THE Consciousness. But
there is a weakness that causes a sort of slackening, a letting go to habit, and that's where an intensity
of faith is needed - but an energy in the faith - in order not to yield. This goes on in a very small
sphere, you understand, it's a question... not even of minutes - of seconds. And if there is a letting go, it
means illness; while the other way [of the consciousness] means, little by little, progressively, the
unreality of the disorder.
But it means an intensity of faith which, compared to the present state of mankind, may be regarded
as miraculous.
And the acceptance of illness is the acceptance of the usual end, which is generally called "death"
(that doesn't mean anything), but anyway, it means that the aggregate is unable to be transformed and is
dissolved.
These are things [those "seconds"] that happen very often, and without any relationship whatever to
20In the experience of the "supramental ship." See Agenda I, February 3, 1958.

outer circumstances. Which means that if one were all alone - all alone, still, in meditation - it would
be more radical and definitive. But it's mixed in with the movement of life, outer circumstances, and
those outer circumstances make it necessary that it should go more or less unnoticed. So the result is
less complete, only partial, and so it recurs again and again, it's repeated.... It stretches over a
considerable time.
(silence)

All this has a meaning, really a meaning, only if we reach the end.
The end is consciousness reassuming its power.
But even if the effect isn't total or general, I mean for the whole earth, even on one point it will still
have tre-men-dous effect.
There, we must be patient.

March

March 2, 1967
(Regarding foreign visitors who have asked to see Mother)
...Seeing me should be the RESULT of something, not the beginning. That's what I never stop saying to
them. It's not to give them an impulse: it's to respond to a preparation that needs to take root. Then it
has a meaning. They come, it's done in two minutes, they go away with what is needed. Then it's all
right.
***
(The conversation turns to Mother's last birthday, on February 21, and to the difficulty in containing
the increasing and chaotic stream of outer activities.)
I live in growing confusion. It has one advantage, I see that very clearly: there can no longer be any
automatism. When you live a well-organized life, things become automatic - that's not possible
anymore, the consciousness must be like a beacon every minute, cast forth in order to know what must
be done. I clearly see it's meant to be like that. It's deliberate.
Some of the things I said in the Talk you've read me today were true at the time, are still true for the
majority of people, but are no longer true for me.... 21 To the present vision, there is nothing that isn't
willed and doesn't come purposely (not exactly deliberately, but with a precise aim in view), and it is
AT THE SAME TIME a complete, multifaceted and integral whole (which is why it's very difficult to
grasp). But now the thing is very clearly felt. And for two or three days, following a very minute
observation - precise and minute... The center of consciousness is fairly high (gesture far above the
head); in the past it was always there (gesture near the top of the head), it would see things around and
inside, but it seems to have risen: the field of the consciousness is much vaster. Also, the body has
become transparent, so to speak, and almost nonexistent; I don't know how to put it... it doesn't obstruct
the vibrations: all vibrations can go through. For example (I'll give an example to make myself
understood, omitting details deliberately), I was asked for a certain amount of money, an increase. (On
the material level a certain number of things are under [Mother's] control from here, and I have to pay
for them regularly.) So then, an increase was asked for. Not that the request was unreasonable, that's
not it (it was an increase for something special, a daily increase), but, I don't know why (because here
[gesture to the forehead] nothing happens, I am absolutely, not only blank, but transparent, and
everything is allowed to go through unobstructed), when I had to make the decision, there was
immediately a vision (but a vision, as I said, from above, which looks over a much larger field), a
vision of conflict, battle, and to the observation there was something [in Mother] very much displeased,
21Mother is referring to the Playground Talk (Questions and Answers) of May 14, 1951, on "chance," in which she said in
particular: "Unless the event is the result of the divine Will expressed without admixture, it is the work of what we call
'chance.' In the ordinary world, everything is the rule of chance, except, now and then, an occurrence whose cause is
indiscernible to the multitude of men, but discernible to one who is in contact with the divine Will. Only this escapes the
rule of chance."

like a protest. I wondered why. If it had been translated into words, there would have been indignation
at that request (without there being in the consciousness the least reason for this indignation: it all
becomes very, very impersonal - very impersonal). I went on looking with the vision of the
consciousness, and then, as if automatically through this mouth I asked how much this increase would
amount to a week (because even the mental state that enables you to calculate isn't there at all: it's only
a question of consciousness). I asked someone who was there, and he told me. Then, there immediately
came the decision: "I will give so much once a week." And everything calmed down. Why and how
and who? I haven't the faintest idea.
So I am forced to conclude that it's a highly superior consciousness which sees things with reasons
quite beyond us, sees also how things must be done and sets them in motion everywhere (global
gesture to indicate the play of forces) until they are done as they must be. And where there was a
person, it no longer exists - there are no more "persons": there are forces in movement that bring about
certain material actions, but no more persons.
Since then, an observation has been going on: I have noticed that everything concerning this body
has become like that. So the body itself scarcely has the sense of its limits (gesture as if the delimiting
shape had melted). It's fairly new. I can see it has come about rather progressively, but it's fairly new,
so it's hard to express. But it's this very body that no longer feels limited like that (same gesture): it
feels spread about in everything it does, in everything around it, in all things, people, movements,
sensations, in all that.... It's spread about like that.
It has become very amusing, very interesting. It's really new.
And it has grown more precise after February 21. There were one or two very difficult days around
the birthday, then a kind of adjustment took place inside, and afterwards came the experience. It was
the outcome. There really is a change.
The body has to be a little attentive and careful not to bump into things or drop them: the gestures
are somewhat wobbly. It's very interesting. It must be a transitional phase, which will last until THE
true consciousness is established; then it will have a wholly different functioning from the one it had
previously, but with a precision that can be foreseen to be incalculable. And of a very different order.
With many things, for instance, the vision is clearer with eyes closed than with eyes open, but the same
clarity is beginning (it began long ago), beginning to come with open eyes; they see differently
(gesture showing the inside of things).
There are amusing details in the whole, but I will tell you about them later because they involve
certain people, so I'd rather not talk (the details are interesting only with the names), I'd rather not talk
about them right now.... It has to do with the "power of the Mother" and how it will manifest - amusing
things, ambitions, perhaps (it took on the appearance of ambitions), but I am watching (the "I" above -
the true "I"), I am watching to see if it corresponds to a concrete reality.... From a quite external and
ordinary point of view (and it's not like that, it's not SEEN like that), but translated in the human
consciousness, those ambitions are caused by the fact that the material age is increasing, 22 and so one
may foresee... (laughing) my disappearance. It's very amusing. But I'll tell you about it later.
Very well. (Mother laughs heartily)
You must see some funny things!
It remains to see when I'll disappear!... Sri Aurobindo said to me, "Your body on earth..." He said,
"What I see is that your body is the only one that has sufficient endurance to go through the ordeal."
22Mother has just turned 89.

But, you understand, this body knew nothing about it, it has no ambitions (!), still less pretensions. But
basing myself on that, when he told me, "You will do the work," I said yes. So there we are. But now, I
see - I have seen: holding out is tough. It's tough. It takes both an unflinching energy - a constant
energy, like this (inflexible gesture) - and at the same time, a perfect humility ready to abandon
EVERYTHING, because all that is is nothing in comparison with what must be. A perfect humility. I
don't think there are many bodies like that. It really (laughing) has goodwill!
Oh, these last few days there have been moments... a few minutes (it could hardly last more) when
it was really tough. And then, what makes it possible for the body to go through is that at such
moments, it's completely like this (gesture of surrender): "Lord, what You will." Nothing, no thought,
no speculation - nothing: "What You will." And "You alone exist." That's all.
Moments of anguish, you know... in an ordinary consciousness it would translate into hard-to-bear
physical pains, but the Grace is there - the UNREALITY OF THE SUFFERING is there, fortunately.
Oh, a marvelous Grace.
So then, the result (these few days were difficult), the result is this: that the consciousness of the
body itself has really changed. Its consciousness is up above: there's nothing left here inside, it's all like
that, like something everything goes through.
(silence)

It may have one ambition (it's expressed as an aspiration, at any rate): the possibility of making this
unreality of suffering felt everywhere. When the possibility is glimpsed of transmitting everywhere the
unreality of suffering, there comes a joy - a light, a joy in the body. That makes it happy. So the
Consciousness above says "That's how it is, that's how it will be." There.

March 4, 1967
(Regarding Sri Aurobindo's aphorism 126: "The most binding law of Nature is only a fixed process
which the Lord of Nature has framed and uses constantly; the Spirit made it and the Spirit can exceed
it, but we must first open the doors of our prison-house and learn to live less in Nature than in the
Spirit.")
That has been precisely the subject of... (can we call it meditation?), of this morning's work. It came so
clearly. But the experiences aren't literary, they can't be expressed.23
(Mother goes into a contemplation)
23Mother will henceforth stop her "Comments on the Aphorisms," preferring to let her experience flow freely outside the
artificial framework of a "commentary." In 1969, at a disciple's instance, she will briefly resume these comments and
answer questions in a few written lines.

Someone has just brought, from two sides at the same time (gesture to the right and to the left), a plate
with grapes and a second plate with grapes, like that. One was for you and one for me.
For two or three days some beings from the vital have been eager to manifest their goodwill, and
this was like the expression of their goodwill. In the vital, food is very often grapes, very frequently.
Grapes of incomparable beauty, besides. And grapes are the fruit of life. So I suppose that's why. There
were two bunches: one was bigger, the other not so big; I don't know whom the bigger was for and
whom the other for: they came from both sides, they were presented like this (gesture to the right and
to the left of Mother). One was on a plate, the other on a square of white paper. I presumed the one on
the square of white paper was for me!
Lovely, beautiful bunches! Grapes turning golden, you know - transparent and golden as when
they're ripe. Each grape was this big (gesture: about two inches).
(silence)

I tried to express what happened this morning, and what kept coming to me was: "But the experiences
aren't literary, they can't be expressed."
(silence)

Some beings of the vital said to me, "There was a time when you used us and we were very happy.
Why aren't you using us anymore now?" So I replied to them, "If you want to do work, I'm certainly
not going to stop you!"
That was yesterday evening. I was asked questions on levitation (questions a proper modern child
might ask), I was asked, "How is it that one who escapes from this law doesn't just go up into the
atmosphere?" I answered from my experience that that's not the way levitation works, it's not because
one escapes from the law of gravity: it's because physical bodies are supported by materialized vital
forces (slightly materialized). So then, it put me back in contact with those forces and beings, and last
night they said that to me; they told me, "Why aren't you using us any longer? We were quite happy!" I
said, "Come along and do some work!" And there we are [= the grapes].
When you sleep (that is, when the body is in a state of trance), you can eat. You sense the taste
when you have gone outside the body. And it's very nourishing, it gives strength. I have eaten I don't
know how many times like that, mostly grapes - and what grapes!...
***
Soon afterwards:

Yes, this problem of the transformation, I see more and more clearly that there are three approaches,
three ways to go about it, and that in order to be more complete one should combine the three.
One - the most important, naturally - is the way we could call "spiritual," the way of the contact
with the Consciousness - Love-Consciousness-Power, that is. These three aspects: supreme LoveConsciousness-Power. And the contact, the identification: making all the material cells capable of
receiving Him and expressing Him - of BEING That.
Of all the ways, that is the most powerful and most indispensable.
There is the occult way, which brings all the intermediary worlds into play. There is a very detailed
knowledge of all the powers and personalities, all the intermediary regions, and it makes use of all that.

That's where one makes use of the Overmind godheads: it's in this second way. Shiva, Krishna, all the
aspects of the Mother are part of this second way.
Then there is the higher intellectual approach, which is the projection of a surpassing scientific
mind and takes up the problem from below. It has its own importance too. From the standpoint of the
detail of the procedure, it reduces approximation, it gives a more direct and precise action.
If one can combine all three, then obviously the thing will go faster.
Without the first, nothing is possible (and even, the other two are an illusion without the first: they
lead nowhere, you go round in circles endlessly). But if you clothe the first in the other two, then I
think the action is more precise, direct, rapid.
It's the result of these last few days' "study."

March 7, 1967
I've received a certain number of questions from the older pupils (not the young children, the older
pupils) on "death," the conditions of death, why there are so many accidents at present, and so on. I
have already answered two pupils. Of course, the answer is on a mental level, but with an attempt to go
beyond.
There is that sort of mental logic which wants... yes, which wants things to be deduced from one
another according to that logic, and so they have reached... impossible questions.
(the text of the questions:)

Are the time and manner of death always chosen by the soul? In large human
destructions through bombings, floods, earthquakes, have all the souls chosen to die
together at that time?
The vast majority of human beings have a collective destiny. For them the question does
not arise. One who has an individualized psychic being can survive even in the midst of
collective catastrophes, if such is the choice of his soul.
How is the soul conscious of being and existing after death, once it is separated from its
physical vital and mental beings?
The soul is a spark of the Supreme Divine, I do not see how the Lord needs a body in
order to be conscious of being.
It's nothing very new, but it's a broadening of the consciousness. And all these questions have in fact
been coming into the atmosphere lately, giving at first the impression that man knows nothing about
death - he doesn't know what it is, doesn't know what happens, he has built all kinds of hypotheses but

has no certainties. And by pressing on - by insisting and pressing on - I have reached the conclusion...
that there is really no such thing as death.
There is only an appearance, and an appearance based on a limited outlook. But there is no radical
change in the vibration of consciousness. This came as an answer to a sort of anguish - there was in the
cells a sort of anguish at not knowing what death really is; a sort of anguish, like that. And the response
was very clear and persistent: it was that the consciousness alone can know, because... because the
importance attached to the difference of state is a merely superficial difference based on an ignorance
of the phenomenon in itself. One who could retain a means of communication would be able to say that
as far as he himself is concerned, it doesn't make much difference.
But this is something being worked out at the moment. There still remain gray areas and some
details of experience are missing. So it would be better to wait, it seems to me, until the knowledge is
more complete, because rather than give an approximation with assumptions, it would be better to tell
the complete fact with the total experience. So we'll put it off till later.
But you say there is no difference - when one is on the other side, does one go on having or is one
able to have the perception of the physical world?
Yes, yes! Exactly. Exactly.
The perception of beings, of... [Satprem meant seagulls over the sea, trees, the pretty sunshine on
the earth].
Yes, exactly.
Only, instead of having a perception... You leave a sort of illusory state and a perception which is
one of appearances, but you do have a perception. That is, at certain times I had the perception, I was
able to see the difference, but of course, the experience wasn't total (it wasn't total in the sense that it
was cut short by people), so it's better to wait awhile before we talk about it.
But the perception is there.
Not absolutely identical, but with an effectiveness which is sometimes greater in itself. But it's not
really perceived by the other side. I don't know how to explain. I've had the example (not an example: it
was lived with the full perception) of a being who lived with me for years, who remained in perfectly
conscious contact after he had left his body (and left it quite materially), and who didn't merge but
closely associated himself with another living being and in this association went on living the life of his
OWN CONSCIOUSNESS. I can give neither the names nor the facts about all this, but it's as concrete
as can be.24 And it's going on.
All this has been seen - I've been seeing it for a long time, but just this morning it came back as an
illustration of the new knowledge. Extraordinarily concrete [the "association"] in its effects, changing
the capacities and movements of the other's consciousness. And consciously - an absolutely conscious
life. And it's the same consciousness that was conscious during the phase when there was no body left
at all and the presence was visible only in the night vision.
There are other cases.
This one is very close and intimate, which is why I have been able to follow it in all its details.
But it's clear, precise and EVIDENT only with this new vision, because (how can I explain?...) I
24Mother is referring to the diplomat's son she already spoke of, who merged with Pavitra. (See Agenda VII of February 23,
1966.)

knew this - I knew it before, I was aware of it - but I saw it again with the new consciousness, the new
way of seeing, and then the understanding was total, the perception was total, absolutely concrete, with
elements that were completely missing - convincing elements that were completely missing in the first
perception, which was a vital-mental knowledge. While this is a knowledge of the consciousness of the
cells.
But all this would only be interesting with all the facts (which I can't give). So I'd like to have a
more complete and "impersonal" experience, I might say, I mean not illustrated by facts but an overall
vision of the process. Then I will be able to talk about it. It will come.

March 11, 1967
There is a question of terminology. I would like to put a note at the beginning of the third volume
of "Questions and Answers," in which I say: "We found it fit to begin this new volume with the Talk
of February 29, 1956, because on that day, during the meditation that followed the class, there took
place..." What? "The first descent of the supramental forces into the Inconscient"?
(Mother shakes her head) It was: Light-Force and Power. And it wasn't into the Inconscient, it was into
the earth atmosphere.
Light-Consciousness-Power?
"Consciousness" is part of the totality, it will come later.
Supramental Light-Force-Power?
Yes.
And is the word "descent" right?
It's "manifestation," rather. The image was... (I can't say there was "above" and "below," that's not how
it was), it was the barrier being broken and the flow rushing forth.
It's better to put "manifestation."
***
(A little later, regarding the extraordinary clutter on Mother's table:)
...That's why I keep so many things on my table. Someone gives me something, and there is in it a good
thought, a force, something that puts me in contact with the person, so I leave it there on my table, to

keep up the contact. Each of these things generally represents the contact with someone. So I keep it
there (and of course, it also goes on increasing!). Sometimes, children (very young children) come;
when the little ones see something, their eyes open quite wide, so I give it to them. And I always
wonder (laughing) what may happen with what's in the thing, what kind of circuit?!
(Mother holds Satprem's hands
in hers for a long time)

I make you all stride on very fast.

March 15, 1967
The roses are open now (Mother holds out a rose to Satprem), but this one has a magnificent color.
Beautiful, isn't it?
This morning I had an amusing experience with roses. There was a closed bud - big, hard - big and
hard, red. I took it, looked at it, then my fingers ran over the flower like that, and... (gesture showing
the flower opening up), one petal after another and another and yet another - before my very eyes. And
it was completely hard and closed. I took it and said, "A pity." I was about to put it back in water so it
would open up, and while I looked... It was such a pretty sight, you know, opening up, happy, as if
saying to me, "Oh, how happy I am!"
Flowers and I are on very friendly terms, I must say.
Once in the past, I took flowers that had wilted - wilted flowers (that was when I was practicing
occultism with Thon - it happened several times). One flower was quite drooping: I took it in my
hand, looked at it, and slowly, little by little, it straightened up again and became quite smiling!
They are very, very receptive.
***
Soon afterwards:

Quite amusingly, all the experiences that occur in the vital, the mind and above, are occurring in the
material, in the cellular consciousness, and they are a reproduction, as it were, but with a slight
alteration caused by Matter. When you stir water, for instance, when you agitate it, it's no longer
transparent; there are eddies, and those eddies prevent the water from being transparent. You can no
longer see through it. It's the same thing materially: when you are restless, when you don't have that
sort of calm (which isn't stillness but the opposite of restlessness, I don't know how to describe it - it's
something imperturbable)... Very few people have that, and when they come near, there are
immediately (gesture of tremor and seething in the atmosphere) vibrations and disorder - and
confusion settles in. You can see the phenomenon occur on a small scale with people coming here; you

can see it on a larger scale with the movements of the Ashram; and you can see it on a still larger scale
with the movements of the earth. It's the same thing with that sort of mental restlessness people have
(excitement and restlessness): as soon as there is excitement and restlessness, it's impossible to see
clearly; it's the same as with water, it goes like this (same gesture of tremor and seething), swarms of
movements of confusion, and you can't see anything. It's the same thing materially. And then, as soon
as a problem has to be solved (especially a material problem), people are in the habit of getting restless,
and as soon as they get restless, it's absolutely impossible to find any solution. And it makes the
confusion worse.
This is something I experience constantly, every minute. If I am in my normal atmosphere, however
intense the action may be (or also the problem to be solved), the thing is clearly seen and the solution
imposes itself as something absolute, irrevocable: this is how it must be done. The minute the restless
atmosphere of someone else comes in (and as soon as a problem arises, not one in a thousand isn't
restless, at least inwardly a little), it starts going like this (same gesture of tremor), and not only do you
stop seeing, but things are no longer in their place! And as for the solution... you have to mend the
disorder before you can think of the solution. It's an experience almost every moment. I see numbers of
people; with some, as soon as they enter the atmosphere, along with them comes their confusion, and
you can't see anything anymore - you have to wait a little, try and calm things down, and then you can
see. With some it never calms down - it's hopeless, you can only send them back. With others, it calms
down after a certain length of time, then you can start seeing and knowing what needs to be done.
But materially it results in something very interesting. When I am alone and everything is tranquil
in my atmosphere, if at any time I take anything, any object, it's exactly in its place. And everything
goes without a hitch. As soon as someone (anyone) is there, there is a little vibration (same gesture of
tremor). With some people the vibration gets much worse - and I lose my things! I lose them almost
irretrievably... until the atmosphere has calmed down again. Then the thing comes back quite naturally,
almost as if it had gone away and come back - it didn't go away and come back: it was only confusion
veiling everything. And I find the place again, the thing in its exact place. This goes on from morning
to night (I can't say from night to morning because I go off into another region!). But it's constant. And
so I feel I am living in constant confusion.
At times the going gets rather heavy. For instance, here in the morning, when there are three or four
sources of confusion at the same time, it becomes acute. I have only one solution, that is to be alone
somewhere or other and stay like this (gesture of withdrawal into absolute stillness), until order is
restored everywhere. Then everything is in order again, the Lord's Presence is there again... it's always
there, but it can express itself, manifest again - while it can't get through that [confusion]! So I stay still
and all goes well. From there I can face fresh disorders coming in (provided they don't rush in too close
on each other's heels!), but anyway, I can pull through. To tell the truth I always pull through, but there
are disorders that shouldn't be, that are useless. I always feel like telling people, "Oh, I beg you, keep
calm!..." But not the "calm" of apathetic quietude, not slumped in a corner and you don't move
anymore (while anyway it keeps going like this inside [gesture of seething]), no: calm, quiet, like this
(vast gesture) in the consciousness, then everything becomes limpid. And in that limpidity you see very
clearly, decide very clearly, everything works out, things organize themselves, you don't even need to
intervene.
All difficulties... I see that, I've seen it lately with regard to political organizations, relations
between nations and all that, all the problems to be solved - it's all the same thing: people are like this
(same gesture of tremor), all the time, all the time... one wave of restlessness, another wave of
restlessness, yet another wave of restlessness coming on top of it - and you don't see anything
anymore! You can't see anything anymore! While if one can keep calm for a while...
It's the same with all the questions I am asked (I receive innumerable questions), it's all like this

(same gesture), everything is like this and one can't see anything. If one keeps calm... the Light comes
through, everything grows limpid, transparent, and... it becomes so natural, so simple! So simple, so
obvious: there is ONE thing that can be done and it's the true thing. All the rest... (same gesture of
seething).
Some people live in a constant whirl, and they're quite surprised that everything goes wrong! They
meet with complications, with... And it's always like this (same gesture).
I am not referring to those who are tamasic and completely inert: they are like an inert mass, so the
Light can't go through - what goes through is others' restlessness, it stirs them up! No! I am talking
about a Light... (vast gesture) above things, untouched by them, which sees. And this Light is in a...
(how can I explain?...) The whole, entire universe moves forward with fantastic speed and in perfect
immobility. Words seem idiotic, but you can feel this - you can feel it, see it, live it. A luminous
immobility moving forward with fantastic speed.
In that immobility there is perfect transparency... and the problem does not exist: the solution comes
ahead of the problem. That is to say, things organize themselves (gesture showing the movement of
universal forces) in such a way that they can change positions or take a different place in order to
express the new thing that must be expressed: something new constantly enters the manifestation (as if
emerging from the Nonmanifest), it enters the manifestation and transforms. And it takes place
automatically. A vast, immense movement... (Mother smiles with her eyes closed) in which one can
participate only if one is per-fect-ly peaceful and calm and translucent.
(Mother takes Satprem's hands and
keeps looking at him for a long time)

Tell me, it would be lovely if one could take people's consciousness as one takes a flower, and then,
because one looks at it and holds it and the vibration is that Vibration of supreme Love, it opens up,
like that, becomes organized, and grows magnificent.
It would be fine if one could do that - (laughing) perhaps one can!
Yes, that's what you do!

March 22, 1967
It's very interesting.... Because of this "message" for the new year 25 (everybody is talking about this
message everywhere, it has given a good jolt; even in government circles, everywhere), because of this
message, everyone is claiming to be a "defender of the Truth." They ask me questions, and everyone is
surprised that truth as he conceives it isn't established in the world. So I am beginning to be forced to
wage war for the Truth against all the conceptions of the truth! And that's rather interesting.
25"Men, countries, continents! The choice is imperative: Truth or the abyss."

For instance, there is here that old idea of vegetarian food. Some people write to me indignantly that
these "holy rules" are being increasingly broken in the Ashram! Someone wrote to me a first time,
asking me to answer; I neglected to. So he wrote a second time to tell me, "What can we do if you don't
answer?" I answered (they'll probably bite their tongues at my reply), I replied something like this:
"Truth is not a dogma that one can learn once and for all and impose as a rule. Truth is as
infinite as the supreme Lord and It manifests every instant for those who are sincere and
attentive."
I could have added other things but didn't, so as not to wage battle too openly!
The same day, that is, just today, I got another letter.... The whole letter ranted and raved about all
that's going on in the Ashram, saying, "What! This place is worse than the world!" and so forth. (All
this in the name of "truth," naturally.) So (laughing) I answered:
"Were Truth to manifest in such a way as to be seen and understood by all, they would be
terrified by the enormity of their ignorance and false interpretation."
I hit hard this time.
And it's going on.
Day after day it's like that, growing acute. Everyone is the "defender of the Truth." One about food,
another about money, another about business, another about relationships... - everyone has his hobbyhorse.
The wonderful thing is that till now not one has told me, "Maybe my opinions aren't true?" - not
one! "Maybe my way of seeing or feeling isn't true?" - not one. They are all in full Truth!
It's very interesting.
The defenders of the truth are often worse than the enemies of the truth.
(Mother nods approvingly) But I can't say anything about that because I am the one responsible, I told
them, "Cling to Truth."
No, they all make the same mistake: they confuse truth with the old idea of virtue. They all make
the same mistake as the moral error.
And above all, they want a truth expressed in a few very clear and well-defined words, so they can
say, "This is true." The old calamity of religions: "This is true" - therefore the rest is falsehood.
How many times... how many times Sri Aurobindo (and I myself) said, "When a thing is true, you
can be sure that its opposite is also true. When you have understood this, then you will begin to
understand."
This morning I was also bombarded with a quotation from Sri Aurobindo (they came and
bombarded me in the name of Sri Aurobindo!), to tell me that in The Mother he wrote, "The divine
Grace can act only in the Truth" - and I shouldn't forget that! (Mother laughs) There is a quotation
from Sri Aurobindo in which he says, "The divine Grace will answer, but do not think it will answer in
Falsehood...." An admirable sentence. Only, they don't know: THEY are the possessors of the Truth -
Falsehood is for others!... And even intelligent people (that's the strange thing, because it's so idiotic!),
even people who, anyway, have a brain, who understand, fall into the trap.

It's very common at the School.
(silence)

Thanks to all this, I might say (not even "because of" - THANKS TO all this), I have had these last
three days a vision - a concrete vision every second, showing how the supreme Consciousness (which I
personally find convenient to call the "supreme Lord"), how EVERY SECOND it makes you do or say
or see or know ex-act-ly what is needed for everything to move on like this (round gesture expressing
the innumerably ramified movement of universal forces), to move forward. It's not yet the direct, allpowerful, crushing Movement of direct Forces (gesture from above downward, like a sword of light):
it's a movement like this (same round gesture), but marvelous - marvelously subtle, ingenious,
respectful of everything, but everything; you know, a movement that makes use of everything to lead
towards the goal, even "errors" - which aren't errors because when the Consciousness is there, the error
isn't one committed by ignorance: a thing is said or done because that's what needs to be said or needs
to be done - it may in appearance be even a blunder, yet it's ex-act-ly what is needed for everything to
move forward (same innumerable round gesture), move forward luminously towards the desired goal.
It's absolutely marvelous! And seen in tiny little details and in the whole. It's this marvel of a
Consciousness that makes everyone do what must be done, puts everything in its place, sorts out
everything, and it's our idiocy, an absolutely ignorant and stupid vision, that would have us believe in
mistakes, in errors, in... Everyone is a problem to be resolved, so all those problems interpenetrate, and
it is the WHOLE that must be led towards precisely this famous Truth (the true one). But I've spent,
you know, hours in admiration - a blissful admiration - at this marvel of organization, with all the little
things around you, all the little people around you, all the little circumstances.... It's wonderful,
wonderful!
And then, this overweening mind which understands nothing and asserts itself in its all-powerful
knowledge, oh... it's so comical!
(silence)

It is the maximum use of all possibilities and all impossibilities, all capacities and all incapacities; a
maximum use in a maximum power and a maximum Compassion, and also... a smile! A smile, a sense
of humor, oh!... Such a benevolent irony, so full of compassion, so wonderful.... And this overweening
mind, a fantastic phenomenon indeed: it spends its time judging what it doesn't know and deciding on
what it doesn't see!
(silence)

Then there was the vision of others and the remembrance of the time when those things had great
importance and were taken very seriously, with a solemnity... a wholly moral solemnity. That's
amusing, too.

March 25, 1967
(Satprem reads out to Mother an "old" conversation dating from... two weeks ago.)
...It's gone. As soon as it's said, it's gone and away. When things are read back to me, I don't remember
what I said, it comes like something new.
As soon as it's expressed, it's gone. And always it's gone as though expressing meant emptying
yourself of something and making room for a new thing - always. When you tell of an experience, the
effect of the experience is as though exhausted and you are ready for another. Speaking always makes a
void for a new thing to come in.
And the impression is always: how old, oh, how old! I find everything old. The movement must be
extremely rapid.
But it's a pity that material occupations are so cumbersome.26
There must be a reason.
What organizes the world and life is much wiser than we are: we don't see, we are extremely
shortsighted. But That (vast gesture), as I told you last time, is marvelous! Marvelous. So there must
also be a reason for this fact that I am so overburdened. Of course, the general reason is very plain (it's
easy to understand), but even from the point of view of the sadhana: that way, probably, nothing is
overlooked.
What's interesting is to follow this sort of change in the consciousness of the cells: a lot of them still
have a sense of wonder at the fact that the Truth exists. That's the form it takes: a sense of wonder....
"Ah, so that's what it is!" A wonder. A wonder at the existence, the UNIQUE existence of the Lord - a
joy! Such an intense joy and a childlike wonder, you know: "Oh, so it's really like that!" And this goes
on in one part of the body after another, one group of cells after another. Truly charming. And then,
when the mantra comes spontaneously, oh!... An adoration: "It's like that, like that! That is true, THAT
is true - all the disorder, all the ugliness, all the suffering, all the misery, all of that isn't true! It's not
true, THAT is true." And not with words (words make it very small): with an extraordinary sensation,
extraordinary! Then... it's the beginning of that sort of glorious, marvelous life. It's still at the stage of
wonder; that is, something unexpected in its sublimity.
At the same time, there is an overall vision growing more and more total, in which each thing has
its own purpose, its own place, and which no longer excludes anything. That need to exclude the mind
in order to surpass it is no longer there. Now the mind is perfectly tranquil, peaceful, and it sets itself in
motion only when it receives a command to do so, an imperative command. It receives a command,
then does something precise for a precise reason, a very precise action, and then... silence and calm.
So then, that rehabilitates everything. It's only the quagmire it has been turned into that ceases to be.
(silence)

When the work is complete, there will come the Power... to restore order, obviously. I increasingly feel
the need to intervene to restore order and harmony. It's the main reason for all this burdensome work.
It's a lesson and an experience to learn gradually how to put things in order and establish harmony.
It's a big work.
There's still a lot to do, quite a lot! (Mother laughs)
26Mother received Satprem an hour late.

March 29, 1967
(Regarding the conversation of March 7 on "death," in which Mother said in particular: "There really
is no such thing as death.... There is no radical change in the vibration of consciousness.... You have a
perception of the physical world which isn't absolutely identical but with an effectiveness which is
sometimes greater...." Mother at first authorized the publication of this conversation in "Notes on the
Way," then...)
I begin to think that it is not good to give this kind of "lived knowledge" to people who are not
capable of having it, of experiencing it.
For instance, these last few days I have clearly seen that men do not know the reality - the concrete
reality - of the invisible, because if they knew it they would go insane. They have such fear of these
things....
Even now, when they see in a vision someone they loved when he was living, when they see him at
night, they say, "Ohh, a ghost!" And they are horribly scared!
So maybe this is going to terrify them.
It's not terrifying since, on the contrary, it gives them hope!
Yes, but one shouldn't try to make people reasonable when they aren't.
I don't know.... It may fall into the hands of someone to whom it will do much good, but is it worth
running the risk of doing harm for the sake of one or two to whom it will do good? That has to be seen.
I, for one, find it comforting that you state this continuity of consciousness. It can't do harm, can
it?
(Mother laughs and
does not answer)

***
Soon afterwards:

I was asked a question: "What is youth?" Here is what I replied (Mother holds out a note):

"To be young is to live in the future for the future. To be young is to be always ready to
abandon what one is in order to become what one ought to be....
And above all, the most important:
"To be young is never to admit the irreparable."
Then Mother takes out another note
she has just written to a disciple:

"One is always deeply disgusted at one's own faults when one encounters them in others"
(!)
***
Yet another note:

"Europeans attach the greatest importance to the words uttered.
Indians are much more sensitive to the feeling, which more often than not those words
veil."
It's about a remark by B. She said something to someone with very kind and extremely polite words,
but in her heart she doesn't like the person she spoke to; and she was shocked because the other became
indignant.... But I understood immediately. She was indignant, she said, "Why? I was very polite, so
why?"
But they feel, deep down they sense the feeling with which you say the thing. That's what they feel
and what they respond to.
***
A last note:

It's in reply to an Ashram "association." They asked:
"What is the need of the hour?"
"Do not try to deceive the Divine!"
(Mother laughs wholeheartedly)

April

April 3, 1967
Mother holds out a paper to Satprem:

Here is what I wrote for the opening of the sports season:
"...I must tell you once more that for us spiritual life does not mean contempt for Matter
but its divinization. We do not want to reject the body but to transform it. For this,
physical education is one of the means most directly effective...."
***
Last time, there was something I didn't have the time to tell you; now, regrettably, it's only a memory -
not quite, not just a memory, something remains. The effect remains. But while it was there...
Sri Aurobindo said, but he said it as the expression of a knowledge that had always been expressed
on the summit of the scale of consciousness, as one more rung beyond the state in which one knows
(one knows it, lives it), he said the essential Oneness, that everything is "That," the expression or
manifestation or objectification or... of "That." Naturally, according to the times and epochs and
milieus, it has been put in different words, but it seems to be the supreme experience. And the
conclusion, when you go outside time and space, is that everything is from all eternity.
Sri Aurobindo regarded this (we talked about it), he regarded it as the realization (not just the
knowledge: the realization) giving supreme Peace and putting an end to all the whys and hows and all
the wills to rectify things. All that, that whole drama of life, disappears when you realize that.
I have had this experience. I've had it in an almost constant way. And in the most conscious part of
the being (which is one with the heights), there was with the expression of this experience, let's say,
"Everything is from all eternity" or "Everything is the expression of the supreme Vision" (I am not
using the word "will," I'll say why in a moment), there was the sense of a limitation. I don't know how
to express it, but that's how it was (it goes without saying that all words are always approximations).
Always, every time the experience was there, it was there with the sense that... to put it crudely I might
express it with the phrase, "That's not it!"
So the other day (the day before I saw you), it came at the time of my experiences, that is, very
early morning (the time of my lived experiences), and it was like that, with that same sense of
inadequacy. Then I entered a certain state in which "that" remained quite luminous and clear, but at the
same time - at the same time, simultaneously - there came the perception... (how can I put it?) of the
original Vibration, as it were, in all the splendor of its all-powerful Light, and the two things - that and
That - were simultaneously translated on the level of expression, without opposition both together like
this (Mother clasps her two hands, interlacing her fingers), closely together, in a single Light: every
instant - every instant - it's like a pulsation of that Force (it is: creative Force-Light-Power, contained
in the global Vibration of Love)

with every pulsation, a complete re-creation.27
When the two things are like this (same gesture) and you live in that Consciousness, then there is a
sense of absolute Freedom: nothing is impossible.
It lasted for a few minutes, perhaps, complete; then it began being objectified, but at first it simply
was... that IS, that IS. Afterwards it began being objectified, that is to say, being a witness of it at the
same time as one is it - a slight drop. But at the time, while it was there, it was THAT.
It was omnipotence.
Absolute omnipotence.
Then, at the same time, there came together with it the experience (not an objectified one), the
experience that the Will is on a much lower level than "That," or rather, much more external. Because
the Will sees and acts - sees AND acts - whereas there, it's not seeing AND executing AND acting, or
seeing AND being: it's simultaneous. It's something above vision - above vision and above will -
something... (silence) something that is. And at that time, simultaneously, that is to say, without any
possible space (space or time, of course, it's quite outside that, because it's not a vision that sees itself
see, it's not a perception that's conscious of its perception, not a consciousness conscious of its
consciousness), it just IS, like that. It is everything, I might say, as it will be projected in space and
time.
So when we say, "To want what God wants" or "To unite with the divine Will," it's our way of
looking at it (gesture from below upward, or from the low to the high). And it's quite approximate. But
there... And the marvelous thing is that it's not what we in our infirmity might conceive of as a
simplification, it's really... the Whole: the manifested, the nonmanifested, the yet-to-be-manifested,
everything, but everything - the Whole. At that second, when you are there, it's omnipotence.
Omnipotence, absolute freedom, the unforeseeable, and the existent whole. And that...
Naturally, words are stupid.
When I came back from That (it lasted long enough for me to have the full experience of it - full,
total), there were many things I understood then. One, for instance, which I had noticed with Sri
Aurobindo about all the small details of life, anyway all things as they happen on earth - mere
nothings; when I went to him with an inner vision and said to him, "This is how I see that" (I would say
it to him with words or wordlessly), it would AUTOMATICALLY become true, it would become real:
things that were neither in my hands nor in his nor... And it wasn't that we would make a decision: it
was automatic. I noticed this several times and found it wonderful.... It so happens that in a few
psychological cases, that is, when it has to do with individual consciousnesses, recently enough (it
hasn't been like that for a long time), when someone is sincere (one must be sincere) and expresses an
aspiration, for instance, or a hope, a vision of how he or she should be, I have seen this same
phenomenon occur: it automatically becomes true.
It's not very frequent yet, but it has happened. And now I understand how it happens.
The day we are able to keep that state I was in the other day, in which will is already a secondary
movement, then it will be possible for things to be like that: it's omnipotence. Because those two ideas 28
that appear most contradictory are only like two ways of looking at... the same thing.
Naturally, when you try to bring that back into the consciousness that expresses itself, it becomes
27This is the "vertical time."
28The experience in which all is from all eternity, and the experience of the supreme Vibration re-creating the universe
every instant.

very difficult, but when You live it, while you live it, it's different.
Now the experience has become a memory, but a memory that remains quite living; its effect in the
cells (Mother touches the skin of her hands) is making itself felt constantly. It is translated here as a
sense of a Freedom of choice. And a choice all-powerful in its execution. The impression that... with
life's every pulsation, the universe chooses... what it is.
(silence)

It was followed by another peculiar experience.... Some people in Bombay have taken it into their
heads to prepare a big event for 1968, when I turn ninety (supposedly ninety!). So they have prepared
leaflets which they are going to distribute to lots of people and so on - I am quite unconcerned about it,
but they sent it to me for my approval. I stuck it in a corner and didn't bother about it. They returned to
the attack, went and saw Nolini, said they were in a hurry because it's a big work and they needed to
have it right away, so I shouldn't keep them waiting. So Nolini started reading out the brochure. And as
he read along... (they put in all that Sri Aurobindo said on the "universal Mother," the Mother's
"Aspects" and all that, the whole old story - generally it leaves me quite indifferent), but while he was
reading, when he gave all the quotations and sentences, there was a sort of sensation (I don't know how
to explain it), a sensation of imposed limitation, with a malaise, and something that wanted to break
those limits. I didn't say anything. I said, "I don't want to concern myself with this, do what you like,
it's no business of mine." And he answered along those lines, politely. But I found it very interesting,
because that sense of malaise, of constriction - limitation, constriction - was very, very strong. So I
said, "What's going on? What is it, why do I feel this way? What is it?..." As I said, usually I let myself
float in an indifference, like that - not "indifference," but... (vast gesture). Instead of that, it was as if
someone wanted to shut me in something. Then I looked, and the memory of the experience [of the
pulsations] came back, and I understood. It's interesting.
All this is felt in the body; all the experiences are in the body, in this - which, besides... I sometimes
look (laughing), I look to see (I look from above), to see if there's still a shape! (Mother laughs)... It's
peculiar. And why does it remain like this?... Oh, I have stopped asking this question too. It's like that...
it's like that as the effect of a supreme Grace, because if it were otherwise... it would be intolerable -
intolerable for everybody.
Just the state of consciousness when I act spontaneously (the "I" is a habit of speech, it's to avoid
having to make long sentences), when I act spontaneously, without objectifying myself, is generally
unbearable enough: the reactions in others are difficult. I always have to... [restrain myself]. It does
happen, but generally I am obliged to be careful, especially when I have to speak.
And there is a very amusing observation; it's exactly what Sri Aurobindo wrote in Savitri: "The
wise men talk and sleep...." God grows up while the wise men talk and sleep. 29 And that's how it is:
wholly unconscious of what goes on. I don't say it (I am saying it to you), but they are wholly
unconscious. I constantly feel I am using a candle snuffer (!) so as not to be... really unbearable.
When this luminous Power comes, it's so compact - so compact that it gives the impression of
being much heavier than Matter. It's veiled, veiled, completely veiled, otherwise... unbearable.
(silence)
29A few shall see what none yet understands
God shall grow up while the wise men talk and sleep;
For man shall not know the coming till its hour
And belief shall be not till the work is done. (I.IV.55)

When Nolini read me sentences from that pamphlet, at first when I felt that malaise, I wondered...
Because, as I have said several times, for the transformation to take place freely in this body, those very
Entities and Powers and Beings were all keeping at a distance, they were no longer manifesting so as
not to cause any mixture and so this [body] could be transformed. At first I thought, "That's what it is: I
have got out - the body, I mean, has got out of the habit of manifesting that [the gods, the aspects of the
Mother], and so, when it comes into contact with that, there is a malaise." I thought it was that. And for
a day, a whole day, it came back again and again, like a problem to be resolved. Then, suddenly,
looking at it attentively, I saw it was the very opposite! I saw it was the sense of a constriction, a
limitation. Instead of it [those gods or aspects of the Mother] being an unbearable weight, it was
something preventing the free manifestation!... It seems so limited - all those Entities, all those Powers,
all those qualities, differences, attributes... oh! (Mother makes a cramped gesture)
There, that's what I wanted to tell you today.
(silence)

Experiences sometimes come and then go away. In the past, experiences would often come, show
themselves, then go away. But this one isn't like that: it has remained HERE, but... this [the body] isn't
yet entirely ready for That to be able to be here all the time. But it's here, the contact hasn't been
abolished. Only, it's not manifested.
This [the body] still has too many limitations, a lot of limitations.

April 5, 1967
Mother writes a note
on the windowsill:

It's the answer to a question. Have you heard what I said to the School's teachers?... 30 They've asked me
another question. This is the beginning of my answer:
"It is the division between 'ordinary life' and 'spiritual life' which is antiquated and
obsolete...."
***
(Then Mother gives Satprem roses and a garland of flowers called "adoration")

30See note in Addendum.

Do you want this?
(Satprem accepts unenthusiastically)
Mon petit, when the cells get into this state, it's wonderful, you can't imagine! It changes life complete-ly. They are like that: a sense of wonder at the first Contact. "Is it possible? Can it be that
beautiful! Is it possible?" Like that. And constantly, all the time, every moment, on any occasion: "Can
it be like that?" Such a sense of wonder! Then you see how much difference there is from the old habits
and everything people have crammed their heads with [renunciation, the beyond] - it's marvelous!
Unbelievable. This whole morning again it was like that.... There comes a sense of discomfort (it
always comes from outside, from this and that, in relation to this and that; that's how it comes), and
immediately, instantly, they remember. They remember, they say, "No! What You will, Lord." That's
their attitude, an attitude of such complete self-giving! Much, much more complete, much more simple,
much more charming than in any other part of the being. It's "What You will.... You, You, You, what
You will. To be... to be You not with an idea of aggrandizement, but to melt, flow, disappear in You
like that." And also, "But You are reality!" And all these words are a diminution. Diminution not in the
sensation, but in the consciousness - it's a marvel of consciousness, you know: "You, You... But You
alone exist, You alone are." Then all discomforts, all pains, it all vanishes without a trace. It's a marvel,
one can't imagine!
Sri Aurobindo once wrote somewhere, after an experience like this of the Divine Presence in the
being, he wrote, "If men knew how marvelous is the way.... But they don't know." He wrote it, I can't
quote because I'll quote it wrong, but he had this experience: "If men knew how marvelous it is, they
wouldn't hesitate for a minute."
Now they still make a distinction: the "spiritual life" and the "ordinary life."
Only, one should have what I had when I was very young: the sense of material realization in its
utmost perfection, the will for perfection HERE. One should have this in order not to fling everything
out of the window and just remain like that (gesture: dumb with bliss), like an idiot sitting there
uselessly. It's thanks to that old discipline that everything I do is automatically done with a will for
perfection. It's an old discipline. Otherwise one would be sitting there, laughing at everyone and
everything: "Have my experience, you'll see what it's worth!"
It's really interesting.
***
Mother then returns
to her note:

Have you read his question? Read it again to me.
"...We talked about the future. It seemed to me that almost all the teachers were anxious to do
something so the children would become more conscious of why they are here. At this point, I said
that in my opinion, telling the children about spiritual things often had the opposite result and that
those words lost all their value..."
"Spiritual things," what does he mean by spiritual things?
If the teachers spout it all like a story, of course... That's what they often do, besides.

"Spiritual things"!... They teach history OR spiritual things, they teach science OR spiritual things.
That's where the stupidity lies! In history, there is the Spirit; in science, there is the Spirit - the Truth is
everywhere. And what's needed is to teach it not in an untruthful but in a true way.
They can't get that into their heads.
He adds: "I suggested it might be better to gather and listen to Mother's voice (the recordings of
the Wednesday and Friday classes), for even if one doesn't understand at all, your voice would do
its inner work, which we are not able to comprehend. In this regard I would like to know what is
the best way to put the child in contact with you. For all the suggestions, mine included, seem to me
arbitrary and worthless.... Mother, would it not be better for the teachers to concentrate exclusively
on the subjects they teach, since you are there to look after spiritual life?"
Since?
"Since you are there to look after spiritual life."
I am going to answer him, "There's no such thing as 'spiritual life'!"
It's still the old idea. Still the old idea of the sage, the yogi, the sannyasin, the... who represents
spiritual life, while all others represent ordinary life - but it's not true! It's not true, not true at all.
If they still need to oppose one thing to another (because that wretched mind doesn't work when it's
not given an opposition), if they need an opposition, let them take the opposition between Truth and
Falsehood, it's somewhat better (I am not saying it's perfect, but it's somewhat better). But then, in all
things Falsehood and Truth are there, mixed, everywhere; in the so-called "spiritual life," in the
sannyasins, the swamis, those who think they represent divine life on earth and all that, there is also
that mixture of Falsehood and Truth.
It would be better not to make a sharp cut.
(silence)

For the children, precisely because they are children, the best would be to inculcate in them the will to
conquer the future; the will to look ahead always and move forward as rapidly as they can towards...
what will be. But not to drag along, like a millstone around their necks, the burden of a whole past
weighing down on them. Only when you are already very high up in consciousness and knowledge is it
good to look back in order to find the points when the future began to be outlined. When you can see
the whole at a glance, when you have a very general vision, it's interesting to know that what will be
realized ahead was already announced before; just as Sri Aurobindo said that "the divine life will
manifest on earth because it is ALREADY buried in the depths of Matter." From this point of view it's
interesting to look back or look at the very bottom (not in order to know what happened or to know
what men have known - that's quite useless).
As for the child, he should be told, "There are marvels to be manifested, prepare yourself to receive
them." Then, if they want something a little more concrete and easy to understand, they can be told,
"Sri Aurobindo came to announce these things; when you are able to read him, you will understand."
This awakens the interest and the desire to learn.
I do see the difficulty he alludes to: most people, in what we see written or in the conferences they
have here, use bombastic words...

Yes.
...devoid of any truth of personal experience and without any effect. They rather have a negative
one. That's what he alludes to.
Yes. But that's why it would be better to do as I said.
Oh, but not so long ago, the majority of the teachers were still saying, "Ah, we must do this here
because it's done everywhere." They have (smiling) come a little way. But they still have a long way to
go.
But the main point, what is most important, is to get rid of that division. And they all have it in their
minds - each and everyone of them! The division between living a spiritual life or living the ordinary
life, having a spiritual consciousness or having an ordinary consciousness - there is only ONE
consciousness!
In most people it's three-quarters asleep and distorted; in many it's still quite distorted. But what's
necessary isn't to leap from one consciousness to the other - it is, quite simply, to open one's
consciousness (gesture upward) and fill it with the vibrations of the Truth, putting it in harmony with
what must be here (up there, it's from all eternity), but HERE, what must be HERE: the tomorrow of
the earth. And if you weigh yourself down with a whole burden you have to drag along... if you drag
behind you all that you should let go of, you won't be able to move forward very fast.
Mind you, knowing things from the past of the earth can be very interesting and useful, but it must
not be something that binds you or holds you back. If you use it as a springboard, it's all right. But
ultimately, it's rather secondary.
From the individual standpoint, there was a time (besides, it was fairly widespread in people who
dealt with so-called occult things), when it seemed thrilling to know one's past lives, one's past
experiences; but as soon as I came here and understood what Sri Aurobindo had introduced, I found all
that absolutely insignificant. It's childish curiosity. It doesn't help you in any way, it's merely either to
glory in it or have fun, but it's unimportant. Some people still write to me, "Will you please tell me
what my past lives were?" I answer them, "It's not interesting. What's interesting is the life you want to
realize, not the errors you made in the past!"
(silence)

It would be interesting to formulate or work out a new method of teaching for the children, taking them
very young. Very young, it's easy. There must be people (oh, we would need remarkable teachers) who
have, first, sufficient documentation on what is known, so as to be able to answer all questions; and at
the same time, at least the knowledge, if not the experience (the experience would be better) of the true
intuitive intellectual attitude, and... naturally, the capacity would be still preferable, but at any rate the
knowledge that the true way to know is mental silence: an attentive silence turned towards the truer
Consciousness, and the capacity to receive what comes from there. The best would be to have that
capacity; in any case, they should explain that it's the true thing - give a sort of demonstration - and
that it works not only with regard to what must be learned, the whole field of knowledge, but also with
regard to the whole field of what must be done: the capacity to receive the exact indication of HOW to
do it. As one progresses, it turns into a very clear perception of what must be done, and the precise
indication of WHEN it must be done. At the very least, as soon as the children have the capacity to
reflect (it begins at seven, but around fourteen or fifteen it's very clear), they should be given some first
hints at the age of seven, and a complete explanation at fourteen, of how to do it and that it's the only
way enabling you to be in contact with the deeper truth of things; that all the rest is a more or less

clumsy mental approximation of something you can know directly.
The conclusion is that the teachers themselves should have at least a sincere beginning of discipline
and experience: the point is not to pile up books and just keep repeating them. That's not the way to be
a teacher - the whole earth is like that, we can just let it be like that outside if it enjoys it! As for us, we
aren't propagandists, we just want to show what can be done and try to prove that it MUST be done.
When you begin with very small children, it's wonderful! With them, there's so little you have to
do: you just have to BE.
Never make a mistake.
Never get angry.
Always understand.
Understand and see clearly why this movement took place, why that impulse, what the child's inner
constitution is, which point needs to be strengthened and brought to the fore. That's all you have to do,
and then leave them: leave them free to blossom, just give them the opportunity to see many things,
touch many things, do as many things as possible. It's great fun. And above all, do not try to impose on
them something you think you know.
Never scold, always understand, and, if the child is capable, explain. If he isn't capable to receive an
explanation, replace the false vibration by a true one (if you are yourself capable of it). But that... that's
asking of the teachers a perfection they rarely have.
But it would be very interesting to draw up a program for the teachers, and the real program for
study, starting with the very small ones - they are so plastic and anything leaves such a deep imprint on
them! If they were given a few drops of truth when they are very small, they would blossom out quite
naturally as their being grows.
That would be a lovely work to do.
***
ADDENDUM
(Mother's answer in English to the School's teachers when she was told that the new special afternoon
classes at the library had chosen as a first research theme "India's spiritual History.")
No! It won't do. It is not to be done that way. You should begin with a big "BANG'!
You were trying to show the continuity of History, with Sri Aurobindo as the outcome, the
culmination - it is false, entirely.
Sri Aurobindo does not belong to History; he is outside and beyond History.
Till the birth of Sri Aurobindo, religions and spiritualities were always centered on past figures, and
they were showing as "the goal" the negation of life upon earth. So, you had a choice between two
alternatives: either a life in this world with its round of petty pleasures and pains, joys and sufferings,
threatened by hell if you were not behaving properly; or an escape into another world, heaven, nirvana,
moksha [liberation]....
Between these two there is nothing much to choose, they are equally bad.
Sri Aurobindo has told us that this was a fundamental mistake which accounts for the weakness and

degradation of India. Buddhism, Jainism, Illusionism were sufficient to sap all energy out of the
country.
True, India is the only place in the world which is still aware that something else than matter exists.
The other countries have quite forgotten it: Europe, America and elsewhere.... That is why she still has
a message to preserve and deliver to the world. But at present she is splashing and floundering in the
muddle.
Sri Aurobindo has shown that the truth does not lie in running away from earthly life but in
remaining in it, to transform it, divinize it, so that the Divine can manifest HERE, in this PHYSICAL
WORLD.
You should tell all this at the first sitting. You should be square and frank.
Then, when this is told, strongly, squarely, and there is no doubt about it - and then only - you can
go on and amuse them with the history of religions and religious or spiritual leaders.
Then - and then only - you will be able to show the seed of weakness and falsehood that they have
harbored and proclaimed.
Then - and then only - you will be able to discern, from time to time, from place to place, an
"intuition" that something else is possible: in the Vedas, for instance (the injunction to descend deep
into the cave of the Panis); in the Tantras also... a little light burning.
I may add that you could adopt as motto for your first project this quotation of Sri Aurobindo:
"We do not belong to the past dawns,
but to the noons of the future."
(Essays on the Gita)

***
Message from Mother
to the School:

"Sri Aurobindo does not belong to the past nor to history.
"Sri Aurobindo is the Future advancing towards its realization.
"Thus we must shelter the eternal youth required for a speedy advance, in order not to
become laggards on the way."

April 12, 1967

(Satprem, as usual, complains about his totally unconscious nights)
There has been for some time a deliberate will not to leave the body. In the morning, when I emerged
from my night activities, I would often notice that a whole work of readjustment had to be done in the
body, as though the concentration of forces had been disturbed and even undone in the night and
everything had to be started up again. It was a sheer waste of time. Previously, in the evening when I
stretched out on my bed, I would go limp, a complete relaxation (one should always do that), that is,
surrender, and the consciousness would rise above. There was a concentration of forces, but it wouldn't
last: after two or three hours, everything was taken up by the night's activities. But now, instead of that
there is a will to keep the whole consciousness in the body, to concentrate and keep all the energies so
that the work in the cells may go on undisturbed. And I see that the effect lasts much longer; even when
I wake up (or rather when I get into external activity), I can see it goes on, it doesn't cease, and it
resumes as soon as I am outwardly awake. A sort of concentration of energy, of consciousness, force,
light, which starts working in the cells at night. So then there's nothing, no activity, there's a
contemplative silence.
I had only one instance of activity in these last four nights, one morning between two and four, two
hours I spent absolutely conscious and active with Sri Aurobindo, who had made "changes" in his
activities and his organization of the subtle physical; he had made changes and wanted to show them to
me, to let me know about them. And he showed it all to me for two hours. But that was the only thing,
and as for the rest - everything, going to see people, going here or there, doing this or that - I have
stopped it all. And things are better.
So I wonder if this decision hasn't had an effect on your sleep? That's quite possible.
***
Soon afterwards:

I've had an amusing experience these last three days.... Y. sent me a whole treatise on LSD 31 (Mother
takes a file on her table).
It seems the man who discovered it did so by accident (that's always how it happens): he took a
dose without knowing it and without knowing what it was, and the effects on him were extraordinary.
(He was a Swiss man, a doctor, I think, or a chemist, I don't know. 32 ) And now, for the first time after
years (the discovery took place years ago), for the first time he has consented to give a description of
his experiences. Naturally, Y. enthused over it, she prepared a report for me and sent it to me.
As you know, I am very busy. I didn't have time to read these papers, but I also know that Y. is
rather impatient (!), and these last three or four days I had been saying to myself, "I must
ABSOLUTELY see that, otherwise it won't do. I've GOT to see that...." And it kept coming back. Then
one morning (in the morning, at the time when I have all my experiences), while I was sitting, I
suddenly felt something so heavy in my head, heavy in my chest, and... odd. I had never felt that
before. And all the sensations had become as if violent. So I closed my eyes, and... you know, an
avalanche, a stampede of forms, sounds, colors, even odors, which imposed themselves with a reality
31Lysergic acid diethylamide, a hallucinogen.
32The first synthesis of LSD was achieved in 1938 by two Swiss scientists. On April 16, 1943, one of them, Dr. Albert
Hofmann, inadvertently swallowed traces of this substance and discovered its strange psychological properties.

and intensity - I had never known that before, never.
I watched, then I said to myself, "But that's a good way to go insane!" And I started doing what had
to be done for it to stop. But it wouldn't stop! It wanted to go on. So I thought, "It's clearly here for a
reason. Since it's imposing itself in this way, it means there's a reason for me to have this experience." I
watched, studied, observed. And I saw it was a magnified faculty of sensation - inordinately magnified,
you understand - BECAUSE the equilibrium between all the faculties of the being had been disrupted.
The natural equilibrium which makes things balance each other, harmonize and organize
spontaneously into a coherent whole with a conscious existence, was shattered - shattered to the benefit
of the faculty of sensation. Naturally, that faculty of sensation was terribly multiplied (or aggravated, I
might say) and even imposed itself brutally. And I saw that something had upset the equilibrium.
Something that had the power to upset the equilibrium of the being - to insist on one point to the
detriment of all others.
Once I had seen that, a sort of tranquillity came into me and it was over.
I didn't give it any more thought. For three days I didn't think about it again. It seemed to be some
extravagance or other. Yesterday evening, I decided I would read those papers. I asked Pavitra to read
them to me. The man describes his experiences - the first description is just what happened to me!
So I had the experience he had when he took the medicine! He describes it (I couldn't read
everything), he describes it exactly as I felt it. So (laughing) I had the experience without swallowing
the medicine! Simply because the consciousness was turned to that.33
But then, I understood! And those people imagine it's a way to "develop human consciousness" and
open it up to "unknown horizons".... The effect (now I am absolutely sure of it) is the dislocation of the
being's equilibrium.
In my case, it's very sensitive, because the equilibrium is very conscious, willed, organized, and
naturally that makes a considerable difference; for them (laughing) it's "just like that," a fancy. And
then, they are convinced (Y. included) that humanity can make great progress with that! It makes them
"conscious of a whole realm they didn't know." But... it creates one more falsehood in the
consciousness, because the perception of a SINGLE aspect of reality to the detriment of all others is a
dreadful falsehood. As I said, the impression it made on me was: "It's a good way to go insane."
To them it's accidental, in the sense that they take the medicine and think, "When I stop the
medicine, naturally it won't happen again" - but that's not true! It can give the being the habit of
disorder, the habit of imbalance.
There.
It was yesterday evening that Pavitra read me the complete description of the experience I had had...
without knowing what it was. I found that very amusing!
I haven't read the whole thing, only half of it, I am going to read the other half. But according to
what they say there, now it's, oh, tremendously widespread!
Now, we may ask if it's necessary for mankind to fall into general imbalance in order to reach a
higher equilibrium?
But it's perfectly clear that one doesn't need drugs in order to have experiences - I didn't take drugs!
33Here is Dr. Albert Hofmann's description: "Vertigo. Intermittent sensation of heaviness in the head and the body, as if it
were filled with metal. Everything seemed to topple over. When I closed my eyes, I was overcome by an uninterrupted
succession of fantastic images of extraordinary intensity. All sound perceptions (the sound of a car, for instance) were
transformed into optical effects, each one creating a corresponding colored hallucination, constantly changing forms and
colors. At times I felt I was outside my body."

That's what they think, they think it gives them a certainty that it [the other worlds] isn't
imagination, or, for the more reasonable ones, that there are many more things than they know or can
imagine. But you can find all this out without swallowing drugs!

April 13, 1967
(A note from Mother to Satprem, who is in a bad mood)
Satprem,
We're
Tenderness

my
still

dear

little
friends

one,
anyway!
Signed: Mother

April 15, 1967
Have you read this report on LSD? What's your impression?
It's interesting. They have experiences that aren't just on the level of brute sensation. That drug
does release the consciousness, all the same.
(Mother remains silent)

It releases from the whole habit of formations.
Ah, yes, that, surely.
But he himself says it's better to begin with a guide.
But do you hold the same opinion after reading the end? Because you hadn't read the whole thing.
That it disrupts the being's equilibrium is absolutely without doubt. And obviously, disrupting one

equilibrium may lead you to a higher equilibrium. But there is a risk.
(silence)

It's probably part of the preparations. Only, the results may be catastrophic enough.
It could be part of a scientific discipline. But then, that's how it should be done, as a discipline, and
under the supervision of those who know.
You see, he takes great care not to say anything about the harmful effects. I have personally met
two people who had done the experiment and had met with dreadful effects - they decided never to
touch it again in their lives.
They are very careful not to say anything about that.
It should be done as a discipline of education, with all necessary safeguard and supervision.
It's the same as all the rest: it's the method that starts from below. The true method starts from above
- it's more difficult, less spectacular, and it takes more time.
From the standpoint of study and observation, it's very interesting. But it should be done
scientifically, in a spirit of discipline and almost consecration, as a means of study.
Of course, just the contact with a small amount of the Force from above disturbs many people's
minds; so here, I think the effect would be very widespread.
It's a risk one has to take.
If someone - someone conscious, who already knows much, has much self-mastery and control
over his reactions - does it as a means of study, it can be very interesting. But giving it to a poor devil
who knows nothing and is hurled into it out of curiosity can be disastrous.
(silence)

In the last part, what he calls the "cellular level" is indeed the description - ONE description - of
cellular phenomena and activities on their level of consciousness, and also on the level of
consciousness of the infinitesimal. He speaks of "great currents" and "cellular transformations" and all
that; it's quite correct, only...34 It's what is going on at present, but it's precisely the consciousness
brought down to the scale of the infinitesimal. And it's a reproduction of what takes place in the other
dimensions. But, for instance, with all this discipline of the cells that has been going on for... several
years now, his description strikes me as the same thing SEEN THROUGH AN ILLUSION. And the
illusion is caused by that very imbalance: the illusion of an absolute reality, while it's a quite relative
reality. You understand, it's the difference between seeing something with a sense of relativity, with a
whole immensity of other things, and seeing it all alone as an exclusive and unique reality. It's the
sense of the harmony and equilibrium of the Whole that is gone. And so, it becomes "awesome": as he
34This is the description (retranslated from the French) of the "cellular level" by Dr. Timothy Leary, psychologist and
professor at the Harvard University: "Huge aggregates of cells are impelled and the consciousness whirls about in strange
landscapes for which there exist neither words nor concepts. LSD reveals cellular dialogues imperceptible to the normal
state of consciousness, for which we have no adequate symbolic terms. You become aware of processes you never sensed
before. You feel yourself sinking into the soft swamps of your own body's tissues, slowly drifting below dark red aqueducts,
floating through endless capillary factories, gently propelled through endless factories of cells, grandfather clocks of fibers
tirelessly jingling, clinking, tinkling, pumping. This experience is striking when you have it for the first time; it can also be a
dreadful, frightening and at the same time marvelous experience...." Then his description of the "precellular level": "Your
nervous cells become aware, as Einstein did, that all matter, all structure is nothing but pulsating energy. Your body and the
world around you dissolve into a sparkling lattice of white waves. You have penetrated matter's intimate structure and
vibrate in harmony with its primeval and cosmic pulse."

says, some people may find it frightening. And that's precisely because that equilibrium is missing. It's
the same thing, on a very small scale, in a personality: that vision of the whole which gives the
proportion of every event, the importance of every event and everything, changes completely when you
have the sense of the Whole, and what appears, as he says, frightening or catastrophic or marvelous
becomes again just a part of the Whole. It's the sense of equilibrium that is gone. When I read the end,
it gave me one more confirmation of my experience.
It may be necessary, in certain cases, to disrupt that equilibrium so as to come into contact with
something new, but that's always dangerous. And the way of consecration and surrender to the
supreme Power is infinitely superior - it's slightly more difficult. It's more difficult than swallowing a
drug, but infinitely superior.
We could call it "yoga within everyone's reach"! But... it's not without danger.
And they say a considerable number of people are taking it....
(silence)

That the Force is working is without a shadow of doubt, and that this is the result of the action of the
Force is also without a shadow of doubt.
There are other, very interesting examples. There's a Burmese (you may have heard of this) who has
just received a "peace prize." He has written an article (he is Burmese, I don't know which language he
wrote it in, but it has been published in French in a Swiss newspaper), in which he says what
everybody knows, but also what everybody forgets: that if all the money wasted on preparing means of
destruction were used for the progress of human well-being, it could work wonders. And he adds (I
can't quote him exactly): for that to be done, men - nations and men - should stop distrusting and
fearing each other, and should live in the sense of unity. And he says, if, for that, HUMAN NATURE
HAS TO CHANGE, it's high time it changed and we must all work for that to happen.
I am extremely happy to hear this. Here is a man who has caught the true thing.35
And it's beginning to spread. In Korea, too, there is someone who says the same thing and is known
by thousands of people. They are all asking for the change in [human] nature, for a "new
consciousness."
(long silence)

There is something interesting in this cellular consciousness: they have a sense of sincerity which is
much sharper, and what they call in English exacting, than in the vital and the mind (even the material
vital and mind). There is a sort of absoluteness in the sincerity which is very remarkable, and they have
a severity towards each other which is quite wonderful. It's extremely interesting. If anything, any part,
any movement, tries to cheat, they catch it like this (gesture of nipping it and wringing its neck), and in
such a sharp and precise way.... In all vital or mental movements, there is always a kind of (sinuous
gesture) suppleness, something that tries to adapt itself - while here, oh... it's like this (inflexible
gesture). So when there is invocation, prayer, self-giving, surrender, trust, all those things become so
35Mother is referring to U Thant, secretary-general of the United Nations. U.N.O., April 10, 1967: "That a fraction of the
amounts that are going to be spent in 1967 on arms could finance economic, social, national and world programs to an
extent so far unimaginable is a notion within the grasp of the man in the street. Men, if they unite, are now capable of
foreseeing and, to a certain point, determining the future of human development. This, however, is possible only if we stop
fearing and harassing one another and if together we accept, welcome and prepare the changes that must inevitably take
place. If this means a change in human nature, well, it is high time we worked for it; what must surely change is certain
political attitudes and habits man has." (La Suisse, Geneva, April 10, 1967, translated from the French).

pure - so pure, so crystalline, you know, that... oh!
And there is a growing conviction that a perfection realized in this very Matter is a FAR MORE
perfect perfection than anywhere else. That's what gives it a stability it has nowhere else.... When there
is the great offering and also the joyous self-giving, joyous surrender, if something comes in with even
a very slight self-interest - for instance, a suffering in some little corner (a pain or disorder), which
hopes for or wishes or expects some improvement - then it gets caught like this (same gesture of
nipping and wringing its neck) and it's told, "Oh, insincere one! Give yourself without condition." Then
it's magnificent.
It's very interesting.
And this joy, this enthusiasm at the possibility: that being wholly sincere should be POSSIBLE; that
it should be, I might almost say, allowed (these are words): "Life is such a disorder and muddle of
insincerity that THAT is really what is expected of us, THAT; THAT is what's permitted, THAT is
what must be realized: to be absolute in the joy of self-giving." It's a marvel, a marvel!
Also, the contact with all those beings of the Overmind, all those gods, all those Entities, all those
divinities.... There is here, in the cells, a sort of... (what can I call it?) rectitude, and, yes, sincerity and
honesty that says, "Oh, what fuss they make! How all this is (Mother puffs up her cheeks) puff! puff!
swollen up." It's very interesting, really very interesting. The vision of the world is quite different. It's
far more honest - far more honest, far more sincere, far more straightforward. It's strange.
The consciousness expressed in transformed cells is a marvel. It justifies all those ages of misery.
Reaching that was really worth the trouble. Really worth the trouble.
Especially all pretense, all exaggeration, all vanity, oh, it's all gazed at as through the ingenuous
eyes of a very pure child (it's much better than that! The comparison is invidious).
(silence)

There is also a sort of internal code of regulations. When there is a pain somewhere, something that
goes awry, you should see the others' attitude!... A sternness that first says (I have to translate, and it
loses all its charm), but first it begins with, "Don't you make such a fuss and to-do" (or "don't you all,"
it depends). Then, a pressure to surrender. And that action to make the Light circulate everywhere.... I
am translating; with the translation, the mind always mixes in, unfortunately. The thing in itself doesn't
think itself - it doesn't think itself, doesn't watch itself be, it's very spontaneous. Very spontaneous and,
therefore, very sincere. It's pretty.
It's like an immense society, you understand.
And during the work there are... (what should I call them?) aggregates, or very small groups of cells
that have retained imprints, imprints made on them. Or sometimes here (gesture to the brain), but here
it's full of a great light like that, compact; still there are corners - many dark nooks and crannies - and
the memory of the circumstances, events, sensations, perceptions that built the imprint unfolds all of a
sudden: it's all seen in the new Light, to be done away with. And then... yes, as they 36 say, you "travel,"
you travel in an immense world, indeed; and it's not things from the past, it's... an immense Present in
which you travel.
Only, you travel consciously and at your own will, rather than through the effect of a drug. That's
superior.
This morning again, the lesson was repeated with, for instance, bits of old things still clinging,
reactions, small movements (inner movements): "Only one solution, one single solution: self36The followers of LSD.

annulment, perfect self-giving, the surrender of everything."
Then there's the joy of Light - the beauty, the joy... a splendor!
(silence)

It's the only remedy.
Naturally, everything is good, everything is possible, 37 but... it seems to be a very circuitous route to
come to the same place.

April 19, 1967
Yesterday evening, I got a big file from Y. on "prenatal education".... She says that during the first
months of its life, the child needs to touch its mother's skin, and that this (Mother shows the photo of a
naked Negress carrying her naked child on her back) is the ideal way to carry children!?
I read it yesterday, because she had so much spoken of this prenatal education, saying the child is
fully educated by the age of three, so I wanted to know what she proposed. But there isn't a single thing
in it, she doesn't say what should be done.
Just at the last page.
Yes, there is something there.
The child of the future
He has never met with a burst of impatience.
He has never heard an angry voice.
He has never seen anyone lamenting.
He has never heard the word "me" or "mine."
Nothing has ever pulled him out of oneness.
No one has ever told him, "Come!" or violated his physical rights.
No one has ever told him, "You must!" and violated his psychic rights.
He has always been treated as a soul in evolution.
The universe is his mother and the future his school.
A child to whom you should never say, "Come".... That makes for awkward language if you can't tell
him, "Come"!
No one ever tells him, "You must."
37Mother is alluding to LSD.

Ah, yes, that's fine.
Where is she going to find parents to do that!
Yes, it's the parents who should be educated!
Yes, to begin with.
Just in this last page there is a hint of what that education might be, but it's the negative side, what
must not be. That's all. But the positive side isn't there.
She had already spoken to me once about prenatal education, so I thought there must be some
meaning to it, but here...
Of course, you know from experience that you can give the form you conceive of; in the broad
lines, you can give the character you conceive of; all that is quite correct. So to begin with, it's the
mother who should be educated, not the child. Then, through a very strict control of your own
reactions, you can prevent certain wrong impulses from mixing into the child's construction. But all
that isn't new, it's been known for a long time since it's what I practiced when I was expecting a child.
So I know it.
But once again, it's the mother who must be educated, before she has a child, that's what matters.
As for me, I thought she meant that you could already give the child ideas, aspirations, tendencies (I
didn't know how that was possible), but she doesn't say anything leading to that.
There's only one thing, she says somewhere that during the first few weeks, for the child the
separation is very painful, and so the physical contact is necessary - the touch, the contact with the skin
to give the child the taste for life and the understanding of physical life. 38 That's possible. But
nowadays doctors say, "The last thing you should do is touch your child - put it in a cradle. You should
not touch it because that will deform it." It quite runs counter to her theories. Of course, she may be
right to a certain extent, it's possible. But anyway, it's a very small detail, it's nothing. I expected a lot
and have been somewhat disappointed.
But what this Burmese man has said is fine - that's much more interesting: this idea that it's high
time human nature changed. That's good. Because in ordinary life, ordinary people tell you, "I can't
help it, that's the way I am!" It's the answer you always get.
(silence)

To do things well, we would need a small "educational booklet" for the children of the future. A
"preconceptional booklet" to prepare the father and mother (especially the mother, that's the most
important). Then a booklet for the first three years of life: the qualities required, the attitude to be
taken.... At any rate, the father and mother should first know the possibility (at least the possibility) of a
child being more than a mere animal man.
38"The sense of touch is alone fully developed [in the newborn]. That allows it to remain in intimate contact with its mother
and prolong the time of gestation, which is a period of intense development in the security of oneness. The least separation
may cause an irreparable trauma, that 'fall on the head' which is the usual but abnormal condition of the newborn in civilized
peoples. This is well-known to primitive peoples, where the mother keeps the naked child on her naked skin and never parts
with it.... Until the other senses are specialized, it is chiefly through the surface of the skin that the child receives its
education.... If one wants it to incarnate really, to be friends with matter, its body to become as intimate as its soul, one must
invent for it a yoga of caresses and play." (It is worth noting that an attempt to put these alluring and specious theories into
practice was to have catastrophic results, as we shall see later in the Agenda: the main effect of the said "caresses" is to
attract into the child's body vital forces of a dark order, and "genii of sex" rather than anything else are likely to be
incarnated.)

Then, the conception should take place entirely outside desire. That's another very difficult
condition to be fulfilled.
And the mother, throughout the gestation, should be in an atmosphere absolutely protected from all
degrading influences: an ideally beautiful place, a wonderful climate where everything is harmonious,
and a wholly spontaneous, free and harmonious and beautiful life sheltered from all vulgarities of life.
And the mother herself should have the ideal of the new child. It should be done not as a mechanical
but as a conscious, willed thing in an absolutely "creative" atmosphere, we might say.
All these are very difficult conditions to fulfill.39

April 22, 1967
(Mother gives Satprem a letter and newspaper cutting she has just received from America about LSD.
There is also the photo of a poster inviting people on a "trip.")
They look half mad - a bit more than half!
Would you like to publish in the next Bulletin what you said about LSD?
No, I think that would be giving them far too much importance.
In America, it has become rather frightening.... There are a considerable number of people who take
this drug.
I don't think it's possible to stop them - they'll go on taking it till serious accidents happen, and
then... then the government will intervene and will add another blunder to this one.
(silence)

That there is a very great Pressure, a sort of intensity of pressure, is indisputable - everywhere, just
everywhere. And, naturally, the reaction of Ignorance.
Nature, basically, had arranged things, and as she had no limitation of time, they were arranged so
as to last millennia and millennia and millennia - she went along at a leisurely pace, having fun on the
way; she invented everything that could be invented and had fun. But things didn't move along very
fast. And she has arranged them in such a way that if you exert a pressure to move faster, oh, it causes
catastrophes.
39This is how Mother replied to the disciple who had sent her her study on the formation of the new child: "I have read your
work with keen interest - it deals with an important aspect of the problem. But a public exhibition is impossible. Seeing and
reading this, too many young girls would imagine they are destined to give birth to the 'solar child' - that would be a
disaster." Then Mother added: "In order to realize this work, one must have gone beyond all desire; and unfortunately, this
is not generally the case as yet. Whereas ambition and vanity are rather widespread maladies."

On the immense mass, the mass still plunged in Ignorance, it creates a sort of excitement that tends
to become unhealthy. Those who are settled in a certain equilibrium protest; I have often heard them
say, "But we aren't in a hurry, things are all right as they are! Why do you want to change them so fast,
that will happen in its own time!" That's the attitude of those who have found a sufficiently harmonious
equilibrium in life: "Oh, what a hurry, why do you want to upset everything? Let things just carry on on
their own. It will happen in its own time" - like that. All those who are in a somewhat "sattvic" poise
are in some such equilibrium.
Then, among those who aspire, a small number are sincere, serious, level-headed, ready for
anything: ready to go slowly, to go fast, to do much, to do little - but they are regular and quiet. And
finally, a band of people like imbalance and, for them, it's an opportunity for all kinds of crazy things.
But the Pressure of the Force is clearly making itself felt everywhere.
Sri Aurobindo always said that the most important, but also the most difficult thing, is to learn to
keep one's BALANCE IN INTENSITY. To have the intensity of aspiration, the intensity of effort, the
intensity of the march forward, while at the same time keeping one's balance - the balance of perfect
peace. That's the ideal condition. But it's difficult.
(silence)

And for the cells of the body, the transition from the tranquillity of "tamasic" origin (the calm that was,
in the distant past, the outcome of Inertia, and what still remains of that tendency for inertia), for this
calm to stop being inert and, on the contrary, to belong to the calm of All-Powerfulness, there is a
difficult transition. For the cells it's difficult.
These last few days, oh... It's this transition that's being worked out in the details, and it's not easy.
It's like that habit of the cells of drawing the force from below (through food and so on): when you
try to transform that into a constant habit of drawing the force from above, every instant, in every small
detail, there's a difficult moment.... ("From above" is a manner of speaking, because if you think about
it, it may also be from the depths: there's no sense of direction, high or low or anything of the sort.) But
it's no longer leaning on the surface for support - for standing, walking, sitting, moving about....
There is also the pressure of external agitation (the world lives in ceaseless agitation), the external
agitation: everything and everyone is rushing towards... one really doesn't know towards what. They
want to squeeze in ten times more things in a space of time than can be normally done, so it goes like
this (gesture of tremor). And to have the strength to remain calm and steady in the middle of it, in that
whirl...
It's very interesting, really.
What people generally call force (in the English sense of the word strength) is something very
heavy and tamasic. The true force is a movement of fantastic speed but... in perfect calm. There is no
agitation; the movement is fantastically faster, but without agitation, in such calm!... They generally
don't even feel that Force, yet it is the one that makes - that will make - the transformation possible.
The difficulty is always the transition. You see, the body acts (it is carried, so to speak: things are
done without the sense of resistance or fatigue, nothing of the sort, that doesn't exist), and then, if for
some reason or other (generally some influence or some thought coming from someone else), if the
memory of the other method (the ordinary method, the universal method of all human beings) comes
back, the body suddenly seems... (it's very strange), it seems to become incapable of doing
ANYTHING, absolutely as if it were about to faint. Then, there immediately comes the reaction, and
the other movement gets the upper hand again. But that makes for a difficult time. When these relapses
become impossible, there will be security. But as it is now, it's difficult.

Only, now (in the past there used to be a dangerous moment), now there is immediately in the cells
that movement of adoration, which calls, "You, You, You..." Then it's all right.

April 24, 1967
(Message given by Mother)
"For after all it is the will in the being that gives to circumstances their value, and often
an unexpected value; the hue of apparent actuality is a misleading indicator. If the will in
a race or civilisation is towards death, if it clings to the lassitude of decay and the laissezfaire of the moribund or even in strength insists blindly upon the propensities that lead to
destruction or if it cherishes only the powers of dead Time and puts away from it the
powers of the future, if it prefers life that was to life that will be, nothing, not even
abundant strength and resources and intelligence, not even many calls to live and
constantly offered opportunities will save it from an inevitable disintegration or collapse.
But if there comes to it a strong faith in itself and a robust will to live, if it is open to the
things that shall come, willing to seize on the future and what it offers and strong to
compel it where it seems adverse, it can draw from adversity and defeat a force of
invincible victory and rise from apparent helplessness and decay in a mighty flame of
renovation to the light of a more splendid life. This is what Indian civilisation is now
rearising to do as it has always done in the eternal strength of its spirit."40
Sri Aurobindo

April 27, 1967
(Regarding the "darshan" of April 24, forty-seventh anniversary of Mother's coming to Pondicherry.)
How was the 24th? Did you stay at home for the meditation?
40The Foundations of Indian Culture, XIV.31 (written in February, 1919).

No, I always come.
It was rather peculiar.
Here is the sequence of events: someone living here had a very bad cold some seven or eight days
before the darshan. I said to myself, "I must not catch it." 41 So I did a special prayer not to catch it. But
it has had consequences.
I told you about that experience, which has been growing increasingly concrete and constant, of the
Vibration of Harmony (a higher harmony expressing the essential Consciousness in its aspect of love
and harmony and, as it draws nearer to the manifestation, of order and organization), and of the nearly
constant and general vibration of disorder, disharmony, conflict - in reality, Matter's resistance to this
Action. The two vibrations are like this (Mother slips the fingers of her right hand between those of the
left), as if they interpenetrated each other and a simple movement of consciousness sent you to one side
or the other, or rather, as if the aspiration, the will for realization, put you into contact with the
Vibration of Harmony, and the SLIGHTEST slackening made you lapse into the other. It has become
constant. So then, on the 24th, right from morning there was a constant aspiration, a constant will for
the triumph of the Vibration of Harmony. Then I sat down at my table as I always do, some five or ten
minutes before it [the meditation] began. And instantly, with a power - a power capable of crushing an
elephant - this Vibration of Harmony came down like that, in such a mass... that the body lost the sense
of its own existence altogether: it became That, it was conscious of nothing but That. And the first
quarter of an hour literally flashed by in a second. Then, there were three people in the room; one of the
three, or maybe all three, felt ill-at-ease (nothing to be surprised at!), and that woke me up: I saw the
light (I burn a candle on my table) and I saw the time, but it wasn't me - something saw. Then there
was a sort of pacifying action on the place, and then - gone again. And one second later, the call of the
end!42
It's the first time that has happened to my body. It always used to remain conscious. Sri Aurobindo,
too, told me the same thing, that he never, ever had samadhi in his body. Neither did I: I always, always
used to remain conscious. While that... only Force remained, there was nothing left but Force at work:
there was a concentration here, a concentration on the whole country, and a concentration on the whole
earth. And it all was conscious, like that (vast gesture above the head), at work. But something
massive, as powerful as an elephant - enough to crush you.
I didn't say anything to anybody, I wanted to know (because when I speak, people try to find
something, while I wanted to know the spontaneous reaction). The first thing I received was a letter
from G. saying that he was at the Samadhi, and just before it started, a force came down on him so
strongly that he fell (he was sitting, he fell forward). So he asked me what it was. I haven't replied yet.
Then there have been other people, other things.
That was unique for me, because it's the first time it has happened to me. But it has had a result: all
that still clings within to that old habit of disorder and disharmony - which is the cause of, oh,
everything, all mischief, all illnesses, everything - that has been... Yesterday afternoon, I saw there was
something that needed to be done away with, and it changed into a head cold. It's nothing.
It's nothing, and it has given me an opportunity to see that all the cells everywhere, even those that
according to the old habit should be in discomfort because of the cold, are all in a blissful aspiration of
transformation. And they truly and spontaneously feel that what's happening to them is to make things
41Mother in fact has a bad cold.
42A gong is struck to mark the end of the meditations.

move a little faster. So they are very happy.
But things should move still faster; that is, all these things such as colds and so on should pass very
quickly - come in and go out.
There are still lots of bad habits - that will pass.
And there was the consciousness - the Total Consciousness, in a light... a light without any
equivalent here, yet it was quite material. If you like, it might be like molten gold - molten and
luminous. It was very thick. And it had a power - a weight, you know, like that, it was astonishing.
And then, no more body, nothing anymore - nothing anymore, nothing but That. And the vision of
That, like this (gesture widening out above the head), in its immediate action, its action on the country,
and its action on the whole earth. An action that doesn't cause any movement, I don't know how to
explain it. A sort of pressure - a pressure in which nothing is displaced.
The pressure went away after the meditation, but the effect has remained, and when, out of the old
habit, I got up afterwards to take something on the table over there, I nearly fell! The body no longer
knew how to walk! I had to concentrate, then it came back.
Something still remained (but not as strong as that), something remained when I went to the
balcony [in the afternoon of the 24th]. At the balcony I was different from what I usually am. I don't
exactly know what it was. But then, the photographs are very different; there is something in the
photographs that wasn't there before. There was a special atmosphere.
(silence)

I remembered something Sri Aurobindo told me sometime during the last months; he told me, "When
the supramental Force" (which he was constantly calling down, of course), "when the supramental
Force is there and for as long as it is present, you get a sense of all-powerfulness - an unconditioned
all-powerfulness: an ALL-powerfulness." But he said, "It goes into the background" when the pressure
of the Force is removed.

April 29, 1967
Mother gives Satprem
a pink lotus bud:

A few days ago, in the afternoon, I gave Z a lotus like this one, hardly more open. Then she kept it in
her hand and slept with it the whole night. The next morning, she put it in water, and... it opened! After
a whole night in her hand. It's good-natured!
Flowers are very receptive to people's vitality - to the QUALITY of the vitality. With some people,
when they hold a flower it withers instantly; with others, it opens. I myself saw several times Sri
Aurobindo take a half-withered flower in his hand, and it became quite fresh again - it was quite
happy!

And I knew a woman in Paris, who claimed to be a disciple [of Mother's], she would always bring
me flowers when she came to see me, and always, without a single exception, the flowers had withered.
She would arrive and tell me, "But they were quite fresh when I bought them!" (Mother laughs) And
they were absolutely finished. So in the end I told her, "It's because you take all their life into
yourself!"
She had taken away their life.
***
Soon afterwards:

Last time I told you about those two vibrations.... There is a constant effort to bring everything under
the true Vibration. And the subtlety of the work is very interesting. The whole night is spent like that,
too.
I feel something is really being prepared: there is a very strong pressure - but what? I don't know.
People ask me, "What's going to happen on 4.5.67?"43 I tell them, "Wait and see."
There is a very active influence from Sri Aurobindo, and then this constant work [of the two
vibrations]: even during the visits, when people whom I don't know come, it goes on. It's like a sort of
sifting.
***
(Then Mother asks for news of Satprem, who is not too well physically or otherwise.)
...I have only one remedy left for everything. But it's active!

43May 4, 1967. In a letter of February 2, 1934, Sri Aurobindo declared: "4.5.67 is the year of the complete realisation." It
seems he also said that from 1967, governments would obey the supramental influence. The sequence of figures (4.5.67) is
what appears to have a special occult significance.

May

May 3, 1967
(Mother gives Satprem a new booklet, brown-colored and with its title in golden letters: "God")
I have a very sweet little story: The day before yesterday, people came (yesterday morning, I saw fiftyfive people in the room over there... fifty-five! The day before, there were a little fewer, but maybe
forty-five), and there was a small child, less than a year old, carried by his father. He was sleepy,
leaning against his father's shoulder, like that. The father came in; when he came near me, the child saw
me - he opened his eyes, a man's eyes! It wasn't a child anymore, you understand. Then he looked at
me. He had a blissful smile and... held his hand out to me! He caught hold of my hand, I gave him my
hand - how happy he was! But the father wanted to do pranam [prostration], so he put him on the floor.
There was beside me a large tray with some fifty of these small books (which contain all the quotations
of the passages in which Sri Aurobindo spoke of God). The child looked; he took a book, looked at it,
fingered it, tried to open it - without a word or anything. Naturally, the parents, who think they are very
wise, the father, who thought he was a wise man, said, "We can't leave this book in the child's hands,"
and took it to put it back in its place - the child howled! Then C. took the book and gave it to him, and
while the others did pranam (there were a dozen people), all the while he kept looking at the golden
letters, feeling them....
He is certainly one of the most remarkable children [I have seen], but not the only one. All the
children less than a year old who are brought to me are like that (more or less). This one is very, very
conscious. Such eyes, you know - fully conscious eyes.
So sweet! And so happy, as if saying, "At last I'm seeing you!"
So here is the book.
But the crowd is beyond all imagination.
***
Soon afterwards:

Pavitra has been filing old letters, and... I told you, didn't I, that since the 24th there was a CONSTANT
insistence, every minute, on giving full support to the Harmony and not allowing disorder, disharmony
and confusion to manifest - from the physical, vital and mental points of view. Like that, like someone
pounding something since the 24th (I told you the other day about the Force that came; it's been like
that since then). And yesterday or the day before, Pavitra, while sorting out those letters, came across
something I had written to someone in English:
"Yes, the good-will hidden in all things reveals itself everywhere to that one who carries
goodwill in his consciousness.
This is a constructive way of feeling leading straight to the future."

I found this very interesting (it was written years ago, at least more than a year ago, and Pavitra told me
he hadn't even found it in a letter: it was loose among the files). And it was as if to tell me, "See, you
were already speaking like this before." Because the "goodwill" is the Harmony (on the psychological
level, of course), it's the will for everything to go well psychologically. I found this rather interesting.
And it's good it came back; it's a form quite within everyone's grasp, which they can understand -
you aren't asked extraordinary things: you are asked goodwill. When I found this again, I smiled and
found it amusing, I said, "Well, I could have written the same thing about cheerfulness! I could have
said, 'Be cheerful and you will see cheerfulness everywhere.'" - One can say many things (Mother
rotates her hand slowly as if to present various facets), it always makes me think of a kaleidoscope
with color arrangements to express something else which, as soon as it is expressed... shrinks, becomes
diminished, generalized and finally within everyone's grasp. But there is one thing: like a
FORMIDABLE conflict taking place over the earth at this moment, with this wonderful divine Grace
always helping, always striving for the better and exerting a pressure: "Come now, be cheerful, come
now, have goodwill, come now, have, yes, have that inner Harmony of contentment, hope, faith. Do not
accept the vibrations of... decomposition - the vibrations that diminish, degrade and lead towards
destruction."
It's everywhere, everywhere like that (gesture of pressure on the earth).
So, naturally, the "wise men" Sri Aurobindo speaks of ask, "What does 4.5.67 mean? What's going
to happen on 4.5.67? Why..." It comes from every side into the atmosphere. So yesterday I said to
someone, someone with great faith and some authority over a large number of people (they ask him all
these stupid questions; he didn't tell me but said it mentally, so that I received it mentally), when I saw
him in the afternoon I said to him, "So, you have been asked all these questions; well, here is what you
are going to answer them very gravely (!):
4

means

Manifestation

5

means

Power

6

means

New Creation

7

means

Realization."

Now, let them do whatever they like with that!
It's to keep them quiet.44
And indeed, he told me this morning (I replied, "You need not tell me, I know! "), he said to me,
"Oh, as for me, I'd rather wait and see." I answered, "That's the true attitude, it's better to wait and see."
In any case... I don't know - I don't know anything and don't want to know anything, I don't know. I
wouldn't be surprised if nothing happened, but... Because, for me, it has ALREADY happened. It came
on the 24th, I told you, I had had all kinds of experiences (you too told me!), but never this one: the
material personality, the body - absolutely dissolved. There only existed... the Supreme Consciousness.
And that, I must say, has remained. It has remained in the sense that... I can no longer eat, I can almost
44Among the questions put to Mother, let us note these: "In 1967 the Supermind will enter the phase of realising power.
What does realising power exactly mean?" (Mother:) Acting decisively on the mind of men and the course of events. "Does
this date - 4.5.67 - mark the beginning of what the Mother and Sri Aurobindo have called the new race - the race of
superman?" (Mother:) Since a few months the children born, amongst our people mostly, are of a very special kind.

no longer rest, I see really hundreds of people and things and papers and... This poor body might say,
"Phew!" - but not at all. And if the tension in others happens to cause a slight loss of balance, the body
spontaneously says like this: "Oh, but You are here" - and it's all over. It's all over right away. So this
is something.
We will see.
(silence)

With this 4.5.67, there are quite amusing things. Some people have the attitude of "righter of wrongs"
(there are people like that) and take their own example of a wrong they have suffered which must be
righted; and they say, "This will be the Mother's symbol." Another would like cameras to be sensitive
enough to photograph the "presence" invisible to the human eye. That also comes, they are things that
come in the atmosphere [of Mother]. Another (several others, it seems) thinks that on that day the
Indian new year will begin. Others... everyone thus imagines something, and it comes into the
atmosphere. It's amusing.
And I always think of that passage in Savitri in which he says, "God shall grow up..." Grow up in
Matter, of course (and you SEE the Divinity grow up in Matter, and Matter being made more and more
capable of manifesting the Divinity), and he says, "... while the wise men talk and sleep." 45 It's exactly
that. And it's charming.
(silence)

Sri Aurobindo once told me that one of the first results would be that governments would come under
the supramental influence (not that WE would govern! But that governments would be influenced).
And these last few days I have seen three ministers and five members of parliament! And I have
received an offering from the prime minister [Indira Gandhi]. So it's going well! It's quite amusing....
Some come from Delhi just for a day, only to see me and go back. So one hopes - one hopes - that
they will grow a bit wiser (!)
***
(Then Mother starts sorting out a series of notes scribbled here and there.
She stops at this one:)
"Auroville is the shelter built for all those who want to hasten towards a future of
knowledge, peace and unity."
We have a small place called "Promesse," where there will be six or eight rooms, an office which will
be Auroville's first administrative office, and also a guest house with a few rooms, five or six rooms for
visitors. It's quite a small place, with a pretty garden and trees, on the Madras road. It's on Auroville's
outer border.
And so it's being built. There will be a lotus pond in the middle and a sort of big bowl, made of
marble, I think, on which this text will be engraved (in French) to let people passing by know what
Auroville is.
45Savitri, I.IV.55.

***
(Mother files her note on "goodwill" after deciding she would give it for publication in "Mother India."
Satprem remarks that it's a pity for the "Bulletin.")
Oh, (laughing) I can make as many as you like for you! It comes like that - something having fun.
The way it comes is amusing, too. Someone (for instance, X, Y or Z) reads me a letter; "me," you
understand, there's no me, I am absolutely absent, busy with the things I do: putting this away, doing
that or this. Suddenly (gesture from above), "Say this." Ah, very well.... And then it comes. And it's
amusing: it's words playing, it always makes me think of a cat playing with something, like that, with
its mischievous eye, sending the ball away and catching it again, poking it with one paw and catching it
again with the other; it's exactly the same movement with words. It's someone having fun. You know
who the "someone" is (!)
Sometimes it has such extraordinary sense of humor, with such sharpness - he just picks up the
slightly ridiculous side of the person who wrote or asked the question, then answers with imperturbable
seriousness. Marvelous!
***
(Mother tidies up her table, on which an extraordinary mass of sundry objects is piled up. She picks up
a new pen from a corner:)
So, what do you have to say?
(silence)

Do you need a pen?... I don't know what it's worth, it's brand new. People bring them to me; some five
or six, others four or five.... I am inundated with things. Keep it, they are backup tools. If you need
anything, don't hesitate to ask, because there's every kind of thing here - except lions! Though invisible
ones, there are.
Oh, one day it was so funny: I don't remember on what occasion, I was waiting for someone - when
I suddenly see a lion come from here, another lion come from there, yet another lion come from there
(gesture to the four corners of the room), and my eyes were... (how should I put it?) neither closed nor
open: I was looking within, looking at the work. So I asked them, "But what do you want?" - They
smiled like children!... It was really amusing; So maybe I am unfair to them when I say there's
everything here except lions!
Will I see something one day?46
Mon petit, there is... (you will find this amusing), there is mental vision: when you are concentrated,
you see things here (gesture around the head); not with the same kind of vision as with open eyes but
you see. You see images, you see thoughts, you see... There is a vital vision: you just have to close your
eyes and you see all sorts of things. It's not always pretty. It's the kind of dreams you have. You've had
46A few weeks earlier, Satprem had written a letter to Mother in which he bitterly complained that he never saw anything.

dreams of that kind which weren't too pleasant. And then, for (how long?) twenty, thirty years (I started
seeing when I was quite small - I didn't know what it was) but when I began to know what it was, I
complained a lot that I didn't have perfectly objective visions (Mother gestures in front of her open
eyes): not those one has here around the head; not those one has when one is in the vital: but those one
has like this, with open eyes. And when I met quite ordinary mediums, people who saw with open eyes,
I used to say, "Those people are first-rate!" When I met Sri Aurobindo, I told him. Naturally he made
fun of me - he was right. So I stopped bothering about it.
Then, quite recently, when I began doing the yoga in the cells, lo and behold, they started seeing!
But then... what a conglomeration! And it kept going and coming, seeing more and still more
constantly, all the time. When I opened my eyes, instead of seeing material things, I would see the
physical things behind them. Then I said, "Oh, I understand!... It was the aspiration of Ignorance, now I
understand: people who don't see are blessed!" Because I always used to say, "My visions aren't
concrete, they are subjective visions since they are internal; they are subjective visions, not concrete
ones - I want concrete visions, I want to see the material world as it is, not in its deceptive appearance
- AS IT IS." When I started seeing, I said, "No thanks! We are blessed not to see."
But that's not what I am asking for.
No, I know that.
I want to see the Light.
Yes, you want to see the Light. But you see it!
No, I don't!
Ah, mon petit, I know you do, because the very first time you told me, "I want to see," I assure you in
all honesty that I said, "But why doesn't he see? He should see." Then, the first time I met Sri
Aurobindo (that is, immediately afterwards), I said to him, "Satprem wants to see." He answered me,
"He sees, but without knowing it. But he sees."
So I thought there may be... You know, sometimes there's a very small gap (we have layers of
consciousness interpenetrating like that, quite a few), and a gap, a lacuna, a void between two of them
is enough for you not to know. That's what Thon once explained to me: "All your states of being are
there in the fourth dimension, one inside the other; what you lack is a very small degree." It's nothing,
you know, in your consciousness you don't notice it, but in its construction something is undeveloped,
and so what's on the other side can't come through; it's lost between there and here. It's lost. So I asked
him, "What can be done?" He told me, "You must develop it." And I did the experiment; he told me
and I did it. And indeed I had a "nervous subdegree" (he used to call the vital the "nervous"), a nervous
subdegree that wasn't developed, not sufficiently conscious. And for a year, day after day after day, a
concentration to develop it, applying the consciousness, applying the consciousness... - absolutely no
result. For at least - at least six months continuously, a concentration every day; I kept an hour for that
- absolutely no result.
Only, I didn't doubt. I simply thought, "How very stupid of me, I don't know how to do it...." I was
living in Paris; came summer, I went on holiday. I went to some friends' who had an estate by the sea.
There was a small wood, large meadows, it was pretty. And after lunch, I go and lie down on the
grass... and all of a sudden, everything - from the air, the earth, the water, from everywhere -
everything came. Everything, but everything I wanted to have came like that. Suddenly. Like that,
effortlessly. The result of six months of work.

But I very often feel the lack of Nature here.
You feel it.
Yes, a lot. I miss Nature a lot.
Yes. My feeling... (because I've studied your problem a good deal - I seem as if I couldn't care less, but
that's not true! I've studied your problem a great deal), my feeling is that in your higher mind, the
faculty of expression is developed - highly developed - so that as soon as there is contact with the
Light, it gets translated into ideas, words, concepts, like that. It doesn't have THE TIME to be
visualized. It's not outwardly but all the way up that it is (how can I put it?) particularly and
exceptionally active and expressive (something quite rare, because generally, in everyone, it's nebulous
up above). And because it's so developed (which is a higher condition), you've missed the primary
condition, that is, the vision, the shock of the Light.
So there is only one solution. To me, there is a solution: it's the sudden contact with a HIGHER
light in the Supermind. Sri Aurobindo said (that's obvious, it's always like that) that there are several
layers (it's not quite like layers, but never mind), several layers of supramental light. The first (the one
that has manifested) you immediately translated into concepts, ideas and words. That is, something a
large number of intellectuals are praying and imploring to have - you had it spontaneously, let's say. So
the first contact, the dazzling contact of the Light, that you didn't have. But when a HIGHER light
comes, you will have it.
I am waiting for that moment.
I don't know if your mind is critical or if... To make myself clear, I mean whether your critical mind
OR your faith, which of the two is stronger - I hope it's the faith. So to the faith (not to the critical
mind, I don't speak to it), to the faith I say that since the 23rd we've been working hard. And I have
asked a great deal that you may, tomorrow, be put into contact with that higher light, that you may have
the dazzling vision of the Light.
If you have faith, you will have it. If the critical mind is stronger, it will be slightly delayed, maybe.
There, now I've made my confession!
It's a still unmanifested supramental light - with the first shock of contact, you will see.
You understand, I don't want to say anything that encourages the vanity of the ego, if there is any.
But your contact with the Light is unusual; for you it has become something quite natural. But the truth
is, it's exceptional. So you see people who don't have this realization at all but who enjoy the contact
with the Light, precisely because for them it's something marvelous and new... And so you are
deprived (it's Sri Aurobindo speaking to me), deprived of the pleasures they have. But you should
know that it's because you have been given a much higher realization. Only, with aspiration, with
opening, with self-giving, you can contact something really new. And then you will have the shock of
the new.
This is his answer.
But, for that, the mind should keep quiet.
With all these experiences of the cells, how many times all that so-called wisdom, which is in the
material consciousness and comes from rubbing against life, from so-called experience - the wisdom
that comes from experience - how many times it started expressing itself and Sri Aurobindo said, but
mercilessly, "Shut up, you are foolish!"
It has learned its lesson. It has learned its lesson, but quite recently.

We think we're wise, we think we're intelligent...
There.
(Mother takes Satprem's hands)

I want it to be, for you tomorrow, really a new birth - but not a new birth to an inner being: an opening
to something not yet manifested in the world.
That's what you are destined for.

May 6, 1967
I made a speech to P. and A. (not "made a speech," but they told me about something and I started
speaking), and P. tried to note it down. He hasn't read it to me, I don't know what he wrote; you can
read it to me if you like.
But wait.... On the morning of the 4th, when I got up (it was 4:30), suddenly I seemed to be sent...
well, it was as if I were sent a ball of lightning like this (Mother strikes her head). I said, "Ah, very
well!" (Mother laughs) But it shook me! It was so strong that it shook me (I was sitting over there).
Then came the explanation of the "message" for 4.5.67. It came in English. He told me, "You must say
this, you must say this, you must..." and it kept being repeated till I had noted it down.
You remember the message, don't you? 47
(Mother reads her note:)

"The Divinity mentioned by Sri Aurobindo...
It was Sri Aurobindo speaking to me, but he said it like that!
"The Divinity mentioned by Sri Aurobindo is NOT A PERSON...
He insisted a lot on this.
"...is not a person, but a condition to be shared and lived by all those who prepare
themselves for it."
So I was walking (I always walk a half-hour in the morning, saying the mantra), and he went on and on
47"Earth-life is the self-chosen habitation of a great Divinity and his aeonic will is to change it from a blind prison into his
splendid mansion and high heaven-reaching temple." (Sri Aurobindo, The Hour of God, p.73)

and on repeating it, like that, until this expression came. Then, when I had noted it on paper, it was
over.
Afterwards, he told me to put it into French like this:
"La Divinit dont parle Sri Aurobindo n'est pas une personne, mais un tat auquel
participeront tous ceux qui se sont prpars le recevoir."
Did something happen on the 4th?
That is what happened.
And a constant Presence the whole day long.
I tell you, it started like that in the morning, as if I had been stunned for the day - I no longer
existed.
It's like that all the time: the Force at work, the Force at work, the Force at work... all the time like
that, constantly, nothing but the Force at work. That's what I told you the other day [the two
vibrations], it's like that. But all the time, all the time. At the balcony, constantly, constantly: the Force
at work, the Force at work... Nothing remains except that.
And as there is a large crowd, it does a lot of work.
But at the balcony (and even before, in the morning when that ball of lightning came), there was a
very special concentration on you. But that, I don't know, it's for you to say. If you felt something, so
much the better!
I had a very pleasant, very good meditation. I felt the Power, but...
Yes, the meditation gave the sense of something very charming. And a constant insistence on
Harmony, Harmony, Harmony.... A harmonious balance: harmonious balance of nations, harmonious
balance of people, harmonious balance of inner faculties, harmonious balance... like that.
And then, resistances are clearly expressed as a disharmony.
Something extremely smiling, harmonious, smiling, harmonious....
There was a rather interesting phenomenon (it was yesterday or the day before), amusing little
details: now the last member of the government of India has been converted, so to speak. All the
government members (the central government - I don't mean the whole country, but the center), all the
government members are... (what should I say?) I might almost say "apprentice disciples of Sri
Aurobindo," with a great goodwill to serve.
And everywhere, everywhere in the world, the signs of a CONSCIOUS goodwill awakening.
That's what Sri Aurobindo once said to me. What he saw was that the supramental Force would
have enough influence on the various governments of the earth, of the nations, to permit hope for a
harmony.
If that's how it is, it's something.
We'll see.
But still I didn't see the Light!
You didn't see the Light.

I didn't have a sensation of contacting...
...something new.
I suppose I must be dense.
No... No, as for me, I still see (it's the same thing in this body, you understand), there are still small
spots of obtuseness, you know: scattered here and there, like that - very small spots of obtuseness, but
sufficient to stop the movement from being integral.
For instance, what Sri Aurobindo says - that purity which consists in receiving ONLY the Influence
of the Divine, so that none of the other influences can touch you... For instance, a certain number of
people have been paid to destroy me. I know it. And I see it. Well, it can't do anything, but it does give
a little work - it SHOULDN'T give any work. Now and then I am obliged to hold up the shield of
white Light to stop them from coming through. That shouldn't be necessary, it should be automatic.
And it comes from the fact that swarms of cells still have old habits - old imprints, old habits.
That must change.
They weep a little ("weep," well...), they whine a little; they are very conscious of their infirmity
and pray a lot, but... they still have the sensation that they would need some peace and quiet and a
certain amount of time for the supreme Harmony to be able to penetrate everywhere - which is silly,
but... So they feel they are, not exactly in contradiction but somewhat constrained or weighed down by
the multitude - the immensity - of the material work. You understand, this [body] can hardly eat
anymore, doesn't have time to rest anymore (now even at night there's much work - I had made a
resolve to remain quiet at night, but there's work and it has to be done), so the result of it all is that...
(gesture of conflict). They [the cells] are stupid, they still feel, "Oh, if I could have some nice peace and
quiet, then I would change." They need a slap. That's all.
There's still some friction.
And the body is conscious enough to be convinced that it has no right to demand the change (I
mean a certain change) in the Whole so as to enable its own change. That it knows very well: "Then
what use am I? If I am like the others, I am useless - I MUST have the capacity to emerge into the
Light, whatever the people or difficulties around me." It knows that, it's under no illusions. But still,
there is some slight friction.
(silence)

Well, read me this notation by Pavitra, I'd be curious to know how it is.
"About physical suffering, Mother says:
"There are three different layers or levels of consciousness that are the origin of that
suffering. They are as if juxtaposed, superimposed, but don't intermingle. You pass from
one to the other in alternation, without fixed order.
It's not quite like that. It has become so rigid! Never mind, read on.
"One is a repulsion, a fear that sometimes borders on terror. The second is a perverse,
unavowed attraction. The third, a sense of inevitability, of 'can't be helped,' of total

helplessness.
"Almost everyone allows himself to be ensnared, but there IS one remedy - only one - to
cure all those diseases (doctors are something else altogether, they are another ill, which
doesn't really cure).
"This remedy - it's good for all earth life - is to attain and open up to the consciousness
of Harmony - not mental or vital harmony, but the 'essential' harmony, the 'principle' of
harmony.
"It's always the same remedy. It's wonderfully effective if one can apply it, but that is
difficult because the human consciousness is very unstable, in constant change. That
change is what gives man the sense of life and movement. It's absolutely stupid, but that's
how it is!
"So, if one can make one's consciousness stable and bring those juxtaposed layers into
contact with the consciousness of harmony, there are seemingly miraculous results. For
instance, S. came back this morning, ten years younger; as you know, he was half-dead....
(Laughing) S. isn't you! It's someone from Calcutta.
"...They had wired me from Calcutta that he was dying. So I concentrated (gesture) like
that... to make contact little by little with this force of harmony, this principle of
harmony.... And now he tells me that he feels quite fine, quite a new man.
"That's what I did....
He even told me (I saw him), he even told me the vision that was at the origin of his cure. And it was
really interesting. He said he saw it almost with open eyes: everything was dark (it was in the night),
the room was dark, he felt absolutely depressed, and - it was a heart attack - had no more interest in
anything, no more interest in life, and felt as if he was letting himself "flow into death," just like that.
Then, suddenly, he thought of me. And - he says his eyes were open - the whole room was dark,
except for a sort of oval of light just in front of him. A quite dazzling oval of light, which stayed on. So
he looked (he wasn't asleep), he looked to see what could be causing that light (he is materialistic
enough), but then, nothing - he realized there was nothing. Then he started watching that light, and he
saw, rising from the bottom (he didn't know from where, couldn't see from where) a sort of flame - two
small flames - of a very, very pale light, very bright. He found it interesting, and continued to watch.
And all of a sudden, he saw in the light the shape of what he calls... I think it's Mahasaraswati (I forget
which of the four, but I think it's Mahasaraswati: "perfection in work"), he saw her there, staying there.
And at the same time he felt in himself, oh, a great desire to serve, to work well, to consecrate his life
to the divine work, all that. And the next morning, when the doctors came they said, "Oh, everything is
changed!"
Interesting. And it coincided with the time when I was doing my concentration here. (I had got the
telegram from a young boy he adopted and is very fond of: he had sent a telegram to let me know that
the doctors had all but condemned him.) Then he had that experience - it's a transcription, of course,
according to his conception. But it's interesting.
But I certainly don't want anyone to know what I am saying here: everyone must be left to his own
conception. As for him, he is convinced it's Mahasaraswati who gave him back his life (still he has
much devotion for me, but that doesn't matter...). I don't want it known. I didn't say anything to him, I
smiled at him - yes, I told him, "You are receptive." And when he expressed his gratitude, I said, "We
needed you to do some work." Like that, quite simply.
But I found that interesting, because... It's generally like this: the Force is there, working, and if

something comes (a call from someone, a prayer or something), all this (gesture to the forehead)
generally remains absolutely still, immobile, merely letting the Force pass through, and all I sometimes
do is simply (gesture of offering or presenting something upward): "Lord, here is this task, it's for
You." That's all, and I leave it. But in this case, I was sitting at my table (the telegram had just come),
concentrating, and I quite deliberately and consciously put him in contact with the Force. Because there
was a whole world of suggestions, he expected the end: "Now it's the end." So because of that, I
concentrated and put a formation.
(silence)

Is this "notation" over?
No, it goes on:
"...It's a highly superior equilibrium.
"It reminded me of Thon who used to say that the world had been put forth and
reabsorbed six times; in other words, that there had been six creations and six pralayas.48
And that now we were in the seventh creation, the last. The world would find a new,
higher equilibrium, not static but progressive, which means there would be unending
progress in equilibrium and harmony, without pralaya."
(April 24, 1967)

That I already told you several times.
But I don't want the story of S. to be published; I don't want to seem to be boasting about having
saved his life, you understand! It might have quite unfortunate consequences for himself.... I only told
Pavitra because I was still under the impact of the experience, I had just seen the man: when he walked
in I hardly recognized him! That is, he struck me as a thoroughly new man. And, interestingly, he felt
it, he said, "Oh, but it's as if the old man had died, I am a new man." That is to say, I found in him the
energy he used to have some twenty or thirty years ago.

May 10, 1967
(Satprem reads Mother an old Playground talk of May 23, 1956, in which Mother suddenly asked
various questions about the pronunciation of ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs.)

48Pralaya: the destruction or end of a world.

Was there something special that triggered your questions?
At one time, I was very interested in knowing about it. I tried to recall the memory of the elements that
lived at that time, but...
Yes, you say, "I wondered how they retrieved the names of the pharaohs and gods." Then you ask,
"Is the Egyptians' language contemporary with the most ancient Sanskrit, or still more ancient?...
Or is there another human language older than the oldest Sanskrit?" You also ask, "Is this
hieroglyphic Egyptian language akin to the Chaldean line or the Aryan line?"
Yes, all that is very interesting, but I can't get an answer. There's a complete lacuna.
Had you heard sounds or what?
(After a silence) Listen, I'll give you an example. Some two years ago, I had a vision about U.'s son.
She had brought him to me (he was almost one) and I had just seen him there [in the music room]. He
struck me as someone I knew very well, but I didn't know who. Then, the same day in the afternoon, I
had a vision. A vision of ancient Egypt, in which I was someone, the high priestess or I don't know
who. (Because you don't say to yourself, "I am so and so"! The identification is total, there is no
objectification, so I don't know.) I was inside a wonderful monument, immense, so high! But it was
completely bare: there was nothing, except in one place where there were magnificent paintings. That's
where I recognized the paintings of ancient Egypt. I was coming out of my apartments and entering a
sort of large hall: there was a kind of gutter running on the ground all along the walls to collect water.
And I saw the child playing in it, half-naked. I was very shocked, I said, "What! This is disgusting!"
(But the feelings, ideas and so on were all translated into French in my consciousness.) The tutor came,
I had him called. I scolded him. I heard sounds - well, I don't know what I said, I don't remember those
sounds. I heard the sounds I uttered, I knew what they meant, but the translation was in French, and I
didn't keep a memory of the sounds. I spoke to him, telling him, "What! You let this child play in that?"
And he answered me (I woke up with his answer), saying (I didn't hear the first words, but to my
thought it was), "Such is the will of Amenhotep." I heard "Amenhotep," I remembered it. So I knew the
child was Amenhotep.49
Therefore, I know I spoke; I spoke in a certain language, but I don't remember. I remembered
"Amenhotep" because I know the word Amenhotep in my active consciousness. But otherwise, the
other sounds didn't stay. I don't have the memory of sounds.
And I know I was his mother; at that moment I found out who I was, because I know that
Amenhotep is so and so's son (and also I looked up in history books). Otherwise there's no connection:
a void.
I always admire those mediums (they generally are very simple people) who have the exact memory
of the sound and can tell you, "This and that is what I said." That way we could have a phonetic
notation. If I remembered the sounds I uttered we would have the notation, but I don't.
I remember these questions: I suddenly thought, "How interesting it would be to hear that
language!" And then, a curiosity: "How did they rediscover the pronunciation? How?" Besides, all the
names of ancient history we were taught when we were very small have been changed now. They said
they rediscovered the sounds, or rather they claimed they did. But I don't know.
It's the same thing with ancient Babylon: I have extremely precise and perfectly objective
49Mother had recounted this vision before: See Agenda VI of June 5, 1965, and Agenda IV of June 3, 1963.

memories, but when I speak I don't remember the sounds I utter, there is only the mental transcription.
I don't have the memory of sounds.
So how did they rediscover them? Do you know?
Through crosschecks. That's in fact what Pavitra explains to you [in the Talk]. They found stones
with inscriptions in Egyptian, Greek and Coptic: the same text in those three languages. So they
pieced it together.
Now, with the phonograph and all that, the sounds will be remembered, but at that time they weren't
noted.
I wondered what gave rise to your questions.
That's what, the awareness that I don't have the memory of sounds. Some people have the memory of
sounds, but I don't. So I'd be interested to know how it was. Otherwise I was always able (when I found
something from the past doubtful or interesting or incomplete), I always found a way to recall it into
the consciousness. But the sounds don't come. They come as a state of consciousness that's translated
mentally, and it's translated mentally into words I know. So that's quite uninteresting.
Even now, even when I used to play music, the memory of sounds was vague and incomplete. I had
the memory of the sounds I heard in the "origin of music" (gesture above), and when the material
music reproduced something of those sounds, I would recognize them; but there isn't the precision, the
accuracy that would enable me to reproduce exactly the sound with the voice or an instrument. It's not
there, it's lacking. Whereas the memory of the eyes was... it was astounding. When I had seen a thing
ONCE, that was enough, I would never forget it.
Several other times, in visions ("visions," I mean memories: relived memories), I spoke the
language of that time, I spoke in it and heard myself speak, but the sound didn't stay. The MEANING
of what I said stayed, but not the sound.
A pity.
(Mother goes into a meditation)

***
After the meditation,
Mother tells what she has seen:

It was the symbol of the road opening up, wide open, easy - not "easy": it's dangerous in itself, but
quite easy, one traveled on it easily. It was as if riding in a car (but these are images), and it went with
dizzying speed, like a power - a power nothing could stop. You were there.

May 13, 1967
(Y., a disciple, asks for Mother's permission to bring an orangutan to make it "participate in the
education.")
Some have already protested against Thoth [the disciple's first ape], if now there's an orangutan they'll
reproach me!... Because, naturally, the servants were afraid, even the neighbors, anyway it wasn't to
their liking. Once Thoth walked into the bedroom, so the maid started howling; the neighbor came
(luckily he has enough sense), he remained calm, just staring at Thoth, with some severity, probably.
Then Thoth left without anything happening. But at other times when Thoth is upset, he tears bedsheets
to pieces or whatever. Finally the neighbor came and told me the incident (that was long ago). I said to
him, "You don't know the first thing about animals! You are lucky enough to have a peaceful nature,
but animals are extremely sensitive to your feelings or sensation: if you are afraid, they instantly get
afraid; if you are angry, they instantly get angry; and if you are gentle, kind, affable, they become
gentle, kind, affable." He understood quite well, and ever since all has been well. But he isn't alone in
the house.... An orangutan is a big thing, you know!
That Thoth is really remarkable. Did I tell you what happened when I first saw him? (And I asked
Y. very insistently whether she had taught him, but she hadn't said anything at all to him - not taught or
said anything.) He came with her, and as soon as he saw me (he was on Y.'s arm), he folded his hands!
And then he gave me a speech: his mouth moved; there weren't any sounds, but his mouth was moving.
And an expression... Then I complimented him, and he immediately leapt onto my knees, curled up in
my arms, and... went off into a semitrance - stopped moving, kept still. It lasted at least five minutes.
After five minutes, I thought, "He can't just stay here forever, he should go now!" - then he opened his
eyes and went away!... The receptivity is far more remarkable than in human beings. Then he looked
around, looked out of the window, well, took interest in the place. Then he again looked towards me,
came back on my knees, and rested against my shoulder.
Long afterwards, a year afterwards, I asked Y. if he was in the habit of greeting with folded hands;
she told me, "He's never done it, he did it only with you." It's clearly a special sensitivity. You know,
the sign of an absolute trust, curled up against me.
Now he is very tall, he is of mature years, he has teeth... teeth like a leopard's, a leopard's canine
teeth. But he is as gentle as a lamb. But an orangutan...
She wants M. to bring an orangutan back from New Caledonia. Can you picture M. leading an
orangutan by the hand!... That would be charming enough! (Mother laughs)... And if he brought it to
my room!
But animals really have a lot of charm. I must say we are on very good terms. The whole perversion
brought into the human consciousness by mental activity isn't there (except in those that have lived
with man), but those that came straight from outside have a simplicity, a sort of ingenuousness which is
very charming. And an uncanny receptivity, you know, much more spontaneous than human
receptivity.
Now it's different, there is a whole race of small children (I told you the other day), who are very
receptive. And they are charming. Charming.

May 17, 1967
I don't know if you would be interested in this: I've read an article on the electric power of cells.50
Oh!
An Italian professor did some research in Mexico. He says: "Human cells can generate enough
electrical energy to electrocute another human being standing eighteen feet away. Dr. Ruggiero,
who feels that his experiments in human cells may result in the cure of paralysis, says that an
electrical energy screen generated by human cells could be used to stop bullets. Electrical energy
could make a 'human dynamo' capable not only of inflicting death, but of literally walking on air.
By connecting cables to the human frame, human cells could produce energy and light sufficient to
activate power needs in the average home or small manufacturing units. In experiments in his
Mexico City laboratory, Dr. Ruggiero has produced a current in a goat with which the animal has
lit a series of forty-watt bulbs and activated an electric door bell...."
But it's been known for a long time that cats, the skin of cats is full of electricity. It was used in the past
to cure rheumatism.
He says this electricity could be used to reactivate dead or paralyzed or cancerous cells.... And he
concludes, "The human body is virtually a living dry cell. The era of human electric energy is close
at hand."
It's the same thing as magnetic force. It's all the same Force! Ultimately it seems to be the expression of
the Power mingled with the different states (gesture in levels): the mental, the vital, or the purely
material form where it would become electricity. 51
I think that's what it is.
When I had gatherings in Paris and followed Thon's system (he didn't call them meditations but
"repose": "having repose together"), at the time, during our gatherings a kind of vibration of light
would flow out of my fingers (it was visible to the naked eye), but it was like electricity. And that was
a concentrated vital force. It was visible as a vibration of light flowing out of my fingers.
It must be the same thing.
Ultimately, everything is the same, it's only different aspects of the same thing (same gesture in
levels).
I remember, the first time I gave X [a Tantric] a flower, my fingers touched his and he almost
jumped; then, when he went out, he said to someone that there was a kind of vibration or... (I forget his
words) a current, I don't know, which went through his whole body, like an electric current. He simply
50Sunday Standard, May 14, 1967.
51Dr. Ruggiero further notes: "All my experiments of the past few years have been motivated by the conviction that cells
never atrophy and that, as accumulators of energy, they can be used to recharge cells of the same type which may have been
inactivated through sickness. My theory is that so-called atrophied cells are those whose energy has been discharged. They
can be reactivated simply by recharges drawn from other cells of the patient, and function normally as before."

touched my fingers when I gave him the flower.
I think all this is the same thing, only it's their material notation of the Fact. That's all. To their
intelligence it becomes much more real and concrete, but it's the same thing.
The Lord in electric vibrations! (Mother laughs)
***
Towards the end:

The action is going double-quick.... We'll see later.

May 20, 1967
(Mother gazes at a flower she called "divine purity": lobelia longiflora.)
Can you tell me what divine purity is?... I no longer know. What can it mean?
Obeying the true Impulsion?
If we mean "divine purity in beings," I quite understand, but if we mean "the Divine's purity," I no
longer understand.
Divine purity in beings means they are closed to any influence except the Divine's. (Mother counts
the petals) Five petals...
***
Soon afterwards:

I go on seeing throngs of people whom I don't know. And with more than half, it's per-fect-ly useless:
curiosity, pride, bragging. That's all. So they can say, "Oh, you know, I saw the Mother." So what!
But the small children are still very nice. Very nice. About one out of ten or twelve was born under
an "unlucky star," which means the parents were in a very bad state when they conceived it. It happens.
But most of the small ones are nice, really nice; and a few are remarkable.
It's the fashion to send me the kid's photo and to ask me for a name, so that I see a lot of them. And
really, about one out of ten, yes, on average, is an ordinary child. But the others are very nice.
***

Soon afterwards:

There is increasingly a sort of pressure of the Consciousness to awaken all that's semiconscious,
subconscious, and to reach down to the Inconscient; it's like something going down (gesture like a
drift) with a pressure. And as it goes down, as the pressure increases, there is a sort of... (what can I call
it?) a review or overall vision of the whole state of consciousness of the being and beings (gesture
around). And the result is the perception of such imbecility!... When you live, while you live
something (you don't even know what you live while you live it), you feel you are in a light, that you
receive a direction, follow that direction, anyway that a light of consciousness is acting; and when there
is that pressure of THE Consciousness (like that, from above; we could call it the "truthconsciousness," or anything - THE consciousness), then all you did, all you thought, all you felt, all
you saw, all those things which appeared to be conscious... it all becomes so imbecilic that you really
need a very... (how should I put it?), not only a very complete faith, but a very complete surrender in
order not to be crushed under the weight of that imbecility.
This whole morning I reviewed all sorts of movements of consciousness - not a recollection in
thought or sensation or vision, but a recollection in the consciousness of whole periods of life,
especially the life with Sri Aurobindo, because at the time, I felt I was relying on the divine
Consciousness and acting under its pressure (I already felt that); so it's interesting that it should now
look like an abyss of imbecility. And then, you wonder what Sri Aurobindo - he who was conscious -
what he must have been feeling? How he must have been seeing all that around him, that swarm of
people bustling and acting and stirring around him... (Mother takes her head in her hands). You say to
yourself that if he had the consciousness which is now here (he surely had it! He had that
consciousness), well, it was a marvel of patience. That's my conclusion.
You see, an undeniable goodwill, a will to do the right thing, 52 an attitude that seemed as good as it
could be, and already the sense of a surrender and an effort to express not at all personal movements,
but the guiding Will - all that, that whole attitude (which at the time seemed quite good), seen with
today's consciousness!... (Mother takes her head in her hands) So it's easy to think that...
Sri Aurobindo surely had that consciousness, since he spoke about it - he had it, and he saw us
living like that around him... what patience! What a marvel of patience.
The goodwill was obvious, but there's especially a sense of imbecility, something so blind in the
perception.
(silence)

With every new descent, there was in this way a period in which things were seen from a certain
standpoint: there was the standpoint of feelings, the standpoint of thoughts, and so on - a CERTAIN
standpoint. But this time round, it's the standpoint of consciousness, and then... (swarming gesture).
And certainly, between the state of consciousness now trying to manifest and the higher state of
consciousness that will manifest after some time, there will again be the same difference.
These experiences always start from the small circle of the individual as being the best known and
most easily observable point, then they begin spreading, finally extending all over the earth. It's been
like that every time. But then, the sense, the perception that the difference between what is and what's
trying to be is so huge... It's only because the surrender is there (and has always been there! It wasn't
denied at that time, far from it! It was there), that alone helps to go through.
The perception of that immense Wisdom, you know, total, carrying everything - in every detail,
52Mother is speaking about herself.

with all the conscious details - carrying everything towards the future perfection (a growing perfection,
always a future perfection): that's what saves you from being crushed, otherwise... otherwise the
contrast is a bit crushing.
These experiences always come after a great call in the cells, which feel their infirmity, their
incapacity, their state which we might almost call a state of ignominy in comparison with the splendor
we aspire for; the perception of the contradiction between what these cells are and what they aspire to
be in order to be an expression of the Divine... It's always following that that these experiences come,
as if to say, to show the road that has been traveled. But at this rate, between the road traveled and what
remains to be traveled... it will take a great deal of time yet.
(silence)

We must be very patient.

May 24, 1967
Yesterday, someone wrote to me and asked:
"In the end, what is the Divine?"
I answered.
I told him that I gave one answer to help him, but that a hundred could be given, each as good as
any other:
"The Divine can be lived, but not defined....
Here, I added, "But anyway, since you ask me the question, I will answer you."
"The Divine is an absolute of perfection, eternal source of all that exists, whom we grow
progressively conscious of, while being Him from all eternity."
Once, Amrita also told me that for him, the Divine was something simply unthinkable. So I answered
him, "No! That way, it won't help you. Just think that the Divine is everything (to the fullest possible
extent, of course), everything we want to become in our highest, most enlightened aspiration. All that
we want to become - that's what the Divine is." He was so happy! He told me, "Oh, that way it
becomes easy!"
But when you look at it - when you emerge from mental activity and look at the experience you
have, you wonder, "How to say it? How to explain it?..." The nearest, most accessible, is this: into that

"something" we aspire to become, we instinctively, spontaneously put everything we want to exist, all
the most marvelous things we can imagine, all the objects of an intense (and ignorant) aspiration, all of
that. And with all that, you draw near "something" and... Ultimately, you don't get the contact through
thought; you get the contact through something IDENTICAL in your being, which is awakened
through the intensity of your aspiration. So, as soon as you have got for yourself, be it for one second,
this contact - this fusion - there's no more need to explain: it's something that imposes itself in an
absolute way, outside and beyond all explanation.
But to go there, everyone puts into it all that makes it easier to lead him there.
And when you have the experience, at the time of this fusion, this junction, to the consciousness it's
obvious that the identical alone can know the identical, and that, therefore, it's proof that That is here
(Mother points to the heart center). It's a proof that That is here. And through the effort of aspiration, It
awakens.
When I was given the question, it was just as if that person were saying to me, "Yes, yes, that's all
very fine, but after all, what IS the Divine!" So I read his letter, and there was that total silence of
everything, and a sort of SINGLE gaze - a single gaze encompassing everything - which wanted to
see... I remained like that, gazing, until the words came. Then I wrote: "Here is ONE answer" - there
could be a hundred... which would be just as good.
And at the same time, when there was that gaze at the "something" which had to be defined, there
was a great silence everywhere and a great aspiration (gesture like a rising flame), and all the forms
that that aspiration has taken. It was very interesting.... The story of the aspiration of the earth...
towards the marvelous Unknown we want to become.
And everyone - everyone who was destined to effect the junction - thinks in his simplicity that the
bridge he has walked is the only one. The result: religions, philosophies, dogmas, creeds - battle.
Seen as a whole, it's very interesting, very charming, with a Smile that looks. Oh, that Smile...
looking on. It seems to be saying, that Smile, "How complicated you make it! While it could be so
simple."
To put it in a literary way, we could say, "So much complication for something so simple: being
what one is."
(silence)

And what do YOU think the Divine is?
I don't know, I never ask myself that sort of question.
Neither do I! I've never asked myself that question. Because, spontaneously, as soon as there was a
need to know, there was an answer. And not an answer with words that can be argued... like that, a
something: a vibration. It's something almost constant now.
Naturally, men make it difficult (I think they must love difficulties, because...), with everything, the
SMALLEST thing, there's always a world of difficulties. So you spend your time saying, "Quiet, quiet,
quiet - be quiet." Even the body lives in difficulties (it too seems to love them!), but all of a sudden the
cells chant their OM... spontaneously. Then there is a sort of childlike joy in all those cells, they say (in
a tone of wonder), "Oh, really, we can do that? We are allowed to do that?!" It's touching.
And the result is immediate: that great, peaceful, all-powerful Vibration.
But as for me, if I weren't under the constant pressure of all the wills around, I would say, "But why
do you want to know what the Divine is? What does it matter to you! - Just become the Divine!" But

they don't know a joke when they see one.
"I want to know what the Divine is."
"But no! It's perfectly useless."
"Oh?" they answer with a shocked look, "Oh, it's not interesting?!"
"You don't need to know what the Divine is: you must BECOME it."
For them, I mean the vast intellectual majority, doing or being something without knowing what it
is is inconceivable.
We could also say this, if we liked joking: "You are the most divine when you don't know you are."
***
(Soon afterwards, Mother reads a letter by Sri Aurobindo, dated January 25, 1935, on Russian
Communism and spirituality.)
"I know it is the Russian explanation of the recent trend to spirituality and mysticism that it
is a phenomenon of capitalist society in its decadence. But to read an economic cause,
conscious or unconscious, into all phenomena of man's history is part of the Bolshevik
gospel born of the fallacy of Karl Marx. Man's nature is not so simple and one-chorded as all
that - it has many lines and each line produces a need of his life. The spiritual or mystic line
is one of them and man tries to satisfy it in various ways, by superstitions of all kinds, by
ignorant religionism, by spiritism, demonism and what not, in his more enlightened parts by
spiritual philosophy, the higher occultism and the rest, at his highest by the union with the
All, the Eternal or the Divine. The tendency towards the search of spirituality began in
Europe with a recoil from the nineteenth century's scientific materialism, a dissatisfaction
with the pretended all-sufficiency of the reason and the intellect and a feeling out for
something deeper. That was a pre-war phenomenon, and began when there was no menace
of Communism and the capitalistic world was at its height of insolent success and triumph,
and it came rather as a revolt against the materialistic bourgeois life and its ideals, not as an
attempt to serve or sanctify it. It has been at once served and opposed by the post-war
disillusionment - opposed because the post-war world has fallen back either on cynicism and
the life of the senses or on movements like Fascism and Communism; served because with
the deeper minds the dissatisfaction with the ideals of the past or the present, with all mental
or vital or material solutions of the problem of life has increased and only the spiritual path
is left. It is true that the European mind having little light on these things dallies with vital
will-o-the-wisps like spiritism or theosophy or falls back upon the old religionism; but the
deeper minds of which I speak either pass by them or pass through them in search of a
greater Light. I have had contact with many and the above tendencies are very clear. They
come from all countries and it was only a minority who hailed from England or America.
Russia is different - unlike the others it has lingered in mediaeval religionism and not passed
through any period of revolt - so when the revolt came it was naturally anti-religious and
atheistic. It is only when this phase is exhausted that Russian mysticism can revive and take
not a narrow religious but the spiritual direction. It is true that mysticism d revere, turned
upside down, has made Bolshevism and its endeavour a creed rather than a political theme
and a search for the paradisal secret millennium on earth rather than the building of a purely
social structure. But for the most part Russia is trying to do on the communistic basis all that

nineteenth-century idealism hoped to get at - and failed - in the midst of or against an
industrial competitive environment. Whether it will really succeed any better is for the future
to decide - for at present it only keeps what it has got by a tension and violent control which
is not over."
Sri Aurobindo
January 25, 1935

What marvelous clarity of vision! And so total, isn't it, forgetting nothing.
Every word is full of meaning.
Things are moving fast at present. He saw clearly: things are moving on as he said, now they are
going at a gallop.
And the Americans!... They claim they want to launch a "disarmament campaign," but they
themselves don't feel the possibility of it: they are full of fear and distrust; so their "solution" is to sell
arms to everyone! (Mother laughs) With the idea, first, of making money, and then of making countries
"equal"!

May 26, 1967
(Regarding the New Year message: "Men, countries, continents! The choice is imperative: Truth or the
abyss." A disciple asks Mother, "What is the meaning of 'abyss' in your New Year Message?" Mother's
reply, in English:)
Right now there is a great tension. They have all taken positions as if to start war. It is the blind passion
that men put into their international relations.
At the base of it all there is fear, general distrust, and what they believe to be their "interests"
(money, business) - a combination of these three things. When these three lowest passions of humanity
are brought into play, that is what I call "the abyss."
When someone has decided to consecrate his life to the seeking for the Divine, if he is sincere, that
is to say, if the resolution is sincere and carried out sincerely, there is absolutely nothing to fear,
because all that happens or will happen to him will lead him by the shortest way to this realisation.
That is the response of the Grace. People believe that the Grace means making everything smooth
for all your life. It is not true.
The Grace works for the realisation of your aspiration and everything is arranged to gain the most
prompt, the quickest realisation - so there is nothing to fear.
Fear comes with insincerity. If you want a comfortable life, agreeable circumstances, etc., you are
putting conditions and restrictions, and then you can fear.
But it has no business in the sadhana!

May 27, 1967
Do you remember S.B.? He was here.... He was a man with many disciples, he had yogic powers. He
came here and was thunderstruck, as it were, when he saw Sri Aurobindo: he fainted. He said
afterwards it was because of the power of the revelation. He stayed here for years and years; he lived
there, downstairs. Then he went away; you see, he used to receive all his disciples here, so I said, "No,
that won't do, it's better to have a room elsewhere." Then he left. And for years and years he wasn't
heard of again. He has been making contact again lately (I have seen him relatively often at night), and
he's made contact again with such ardor, such enthusiasm! He has just sent this card from Riga, in
Latvia - he intended to go to Russia (Mother hands the card to Satprem):
"Greetings. I remember your marvel. I spoke of our divine Master and of your sweetness
in a great conference here. Bless me. Yours ever."
He was in Russia.... It has come back to him all at once: a great enthusiasm.
He lived for a time in that house at the corner, which has become the "Auroville Office," and the
roof of the house is uneven (one part is on a certain level, and without warning, the level suddenly
drops half a story lower). Once while he was walking on the roof in meditation, he fell; it seems he had
just eaten his meal, and he had a blockage. And he claimed he cured himself with an hour of
concentration. It may be....
He was very childlike, very enthusiastic, and very boastful at the same time, but with a fervor which
was rather fine. A sort of very young enthusiasm.... Now he must be rather old. And I always see him
in the middle of a large crowd. He knows how to command attention. He isn't quite indifferent. But I
didn't work to send him away from here: he had quarreled with someone or other, then started openly
receiving a large number of disciples; I said, "It would be better if you saw your disciples elsewhere."
Then he left.
He writes a lot of books in Tamil.
It's the second card I've got from him. In the first he wrote he was for the second time going round
the world, especially round Europe, and that he had been invited to Russia. And he has written a whole
book (in Tamil) on Sri Aurobindo's yoga.
***
After a silence:

D. has gone to the Tibetan zones (not in Tibet, that's not possible, but up there, where the Tibetan
refugees live), with some sort of hope of finding a guru. But I saw her yesterday, and she has changed a

lot. Yesterday she told me (she had read something by me, I don't know where, because she generally
doesn't read), she told me that one day, "Oh, I had a revelation, I suddenly understood that I didn't
understand anything of what you say! Because we don't give words the same meaning." I said it was
true (!) "And now I've understood, I've understood how it is when we don't understand!"... And she was
troubled, because of course, everyone tells her, "Why do you go there in search of what you have
here?" I answered her, "What does it matter to you! It's quite simple, just tell them the truth - that you
aren't ready for staying here." She said, "Yes, that's what I am trying to tell them." (She is trying to tell
them in a roundabout way.)
But she has a great sincerity in her aspiration....
She's left. And this morning, before leaving, she sent me the flower "Light without Obscurity." 53
***
Soon afterwards, Mother
goes into a long meditation:

I saw a series of roses, this big (gesture of about ten inches), coming one after the other -
magnificent! All kinds of colors. They certainly had a significance: one would arrive, come forward, as
if giving a little bow, and go away, and then another arrived - roses this big.... Because I had
complained just before!54 It was just in front of you (gesture on the heart level), magnificent roses of a
perfect shape, and all kinds of colors.
Basically, it [meditating] is my lazy moment. When I stay like that, it immediately becomes very
pleasant, and there's always something pretty to be seen. It's my lazy moment.
It feels nice like that.
Oh, yes!
I just stop everything, and... To put it into words, it's like saying, "Your presence, Lord, let there be
nothing left but That," and it's over, everything stops. Then, at times I don't see anything, at other
times... But tell me, it's ironic, I always see something when you're here!... At times I don't see anything
at all, simply like this (blissful gesture). At other times I can hear the sounds around, but that's when
the concentration is less deep: then you can hear. But that was very pretty! A very pretty spectacle in
front of me! And they came like... You know, like when they show slides: it comes from one side, pop!
show itself, and then goes away; then from the other side, another one comes, pop! and goes away. And
it remained there, in front of you.
We have work to do.
As for me, I am mentally tired.
You're tired.... But the mind shouldn't stir! It must stay put, like that. Oh, when the mind works it's
horrible.
53Eucharis grandiflora.
54At the beginning of the conversation, Mother had complained that all the roses had wilted in the heat.

But there's a mental work that has to be done.
I greatly admire you!
So do l! And I complain.
But when I am like this, at the height of my laziness, do you find it restful, at least?
Oh, yes, certainly.
(Mother puts away the papers she
had taken out and prepares to
resume the meditation)

No, no! I'm quite rested.
Too bad, you were giving me my chance!
***
(Then Satprem reads out a text from the Agenda, which he proposes to publish in the next Bulletin with
the omission of a few passages.)
That's the very passage I find the most interesting!
It doesn't matter. Those who find it shocking will think I've grown soft in the head.
I can no longer read anything - when I start listening to something read out to me, I find it a bore!
Words, words, words....
(Satprem protests)

As it is, no one any longer understands anything of what I write. A few people have timidly ventured to
tell me so.
Never mind, prepare a copy of the whole thing and I'll show it to the very wise Pavitra. If he says it
can pass... (Mother laughs) then...
There will always be people who don't understand.
Most of them.
So what!
If ONE understands, it's enough.

May 30, 1967
(Mother gives Satprem a soup packet from Israel)
Poor Israel...
Oh, it's disgusting! There's another disgusting story.55
Oh, yes!... That business is trumped up from start to finish, and India - India...
Bah!
India goes and gives her support to that fellow. It's sad. That's a wicked thing to do.
I've got a letter from someone (not from Israel) who writes to me that there is such a spirit of fraternity
and collaboration in the country, so strong, the like of which he has never seen anywhere else.
Humanity is preparing to do very nasty things, it seems.
Yes. But that India, which ought to be the mouthpiece of something a little truer, should... It's
painful, really.
Oh, that's because the natural tendency here is against the Muslims, so those who think they are
superior say one should be above one's dislikes: "Let's be with them." (Mother laughs) There's the logic
of it.
***
(Soon afterwards, regarding Sri Aurobindo's letter on Communism, which Mother intended to publish
in the next Bulletin:)
Oh, mon petit, I've received a clipping from the Figaro. In early April, the cultural attach to the Indian
Embassy in Paris said that the Soviet government had expressed a desire to "participate in the
construction of Auroville." I haven't yet got confirmation of it, but it's there in the Figaro. In that case,
if it's correct, it may not be the right time to publish Karl Marx's "fallacy"! (Mother laughs) It might be
better to wait a little!... I hesitated a lot to publish it because it's a letter, and Sri Aurobindo always told
me that in his letters he had expressed himself very frankly from the political and social viewpoint, but
55President Nasser of Egypt has just closed the Gulf of Aqaba to Israeli ships and proclaimed he wanted "the destruction of
Israel."

that he didn't want them to be published. We are more flexible now; but it may be that that newspaper
clipping has come just to tell me it would be wiser to wait a little.
Yes, there's no need to upset them.
No, because it's no more than one side of the question. Sri Aurobindo always described all the sides,
and if they are put together, it becomes something that far exceeds all opinions people have. So to
publish just one part without its counterpart isn't quite right.
A time may come when we'll have to tell Sri Aurobindo's vision and how the world has evolved
since he spoke about it (that would be very interesting). For that we'd have to find again everything he
said on the different subjects.... On the religious level, I have been thinking about it for a long time.
Those are the two things that can't be touched without instantly arousing human passions, and there,
people's vision is quite narrow, limited, so that they no longer understand anything. In ten years,
perhaps.... It could be, things are going fast. In ten years, maybe we'll be able to see and say a little
something. In any case, it's better to put this letter aside. (laughing) It's not the time to fling stones at
them!
***
Mother goes into
a long meditation:

This morning at 4:30, I was discussing something with you!... On the best way to express something.
And I woke up uttering a sentence (I've forgotten now). I was saying to you, "It's better to put it this
way." At 4:30!
I never used to hear words previously, never, it's absolutely new. It's been going on for a few weeks.
And I always wake up like that, uttering words.... I never used to do that before!... I don't know why.
It was the "best way" to say... what? I don't know.
The effect of the heat!

June

June 3, 1967
A. writes that he received in Paris people who asked for information on Auroville. He answered with a
letter, and when he was about to send it, he thought, "Maybe I'd better show it to Mother, after all." He
sent his letter - and well he did! Those people asked him the conditions to be admitted to Auroville; he
replies, "Oh, that hasn't been decided yet!" (Mother laughs) So I've prepared a little note; because he
just says, "Oh, nothing has been decided, we'll see," as though there weren't any Aurovilians yet. I don't
know if he did it purposely to discourage people; at any rate, it's not good to write like that. At least
three or four hundred Aurovilians have been accepted and I signed them in. So one can't answer like
that.... I know what he based himself on: I had told him that, naturally, from the material point of view,
the CONDITIONS OF LIFE in Auroville were not arbitrarily fixed in advance.
Here is what I wrote:
"From the psychological point of view, the essential conditions are:
1) Being convinced of the essential human unity and having the will to collaborate in the advent of
this unity.
2) The will to collaborate in all that furthers future realizations."
That's all, it's not complicated.
Then, from the material point of view:
"The material conditions will be worked out as the realization progresses."
It's not too complicated.
Of course, we'll add a note saying that for the time being, after they have read the brochures on
"Why Auroville?" and have adhered to that, people will have to send their photograph along with their
request, and I am the one who will accept them or not. As long as the number remains limited, a few
hundreds, it's very easy to see their photos and thus have a minimum guarantee that tricksters won't
come in. Because it's very easy to say, "Oh, I am thoroughly convinced and eager to participate," but
that's just words.... I can't see each and every one, but even with their photograph one can see clearly
enough whether they are sincere or not.
***
Soon afterwards:

Oh, I have something much more interesting.... K. is giving a class, of sociology, I think, but based on
what Sri Aurobindo writes. And then, you know that at the School I have AT LAST got them to agree
that examinations should not be indispensable; that if a student shows interest and attention during the

classes, he can move up to the next year without needing a certificate or having to take exams. 56 I have
obtained that at last, after so many years! So the students have been told, "It's up to you; if you want to
take exams, there are exams and you can take them; but if you don't feel the need for exams, you need
not take them and can just as well move up to the next year." And K., who has a simple heart, thought
all those boys and girls had understood Sri Aurobindo's teaching and had a sound contempt for exams
and the old ways. So he expected his children to tell him, "Oh, then we won't take exams...." And each
and every one of them, with a single exception, said they preferred to take the exams so as to get a
certificate....
He was very disappointed. He said to me, "How is it that after all this... Well, I thought they had
understood. And after having studied Sri Aurobindo, here they are following the old ideas!" Then he
said, "I have found in a letter of Sri Aurobindo's a passage that perhaps provides an explanation, and I
would like to ask you if I should take heed." I told him he should.
Here is the letter, I find it very good:
"It may be said generally that to be overanxious to pull people, especially very young
people, into the sadhana is not wise. The sadhak who comes to this Yoga must have a
real call, and even with the real call the way is often difficult enough. But when one pulls
people in in a spirit of enthusiastic propagandism, the danger is of lighting an imitative
and unreal fire, not the true Agni, or else a short-lived fire which cannot last and is
submerged by the uprush of the vital waves. This is especially so with young people who
are plastic and easily caught hold of by ideas and communicated feelings not their own -
afterwards the vital rises with its unsatisfied demands and they are swung between two
contrary forces or rapidly yield to the strong pull of the ordinary life and action and
satisfaction of desire which is the natural bent of adolescence. Or else the unfit adhar
[vessel] tends to suffer under the stress of a call for which it was not ready, or at least not
yet ready. When one has the real thing in oneself, one goes through and finally takes the
full way of sadhana, but it is only a minority that does so. It is better to receive only
people who come of themselves and of these only those in whom the call is genuinely
their own and persistent."
Sri Aurobindo
May 6, 1935

***
Later:

I saw Y. on the 31st. She stayed for about an hour and told me of her hopes: she sees the possibility of
a sort of world television (I don't know how that would be arranged), with a telephone and a central
office where answers to all possible questions would be collected - each question answered by
56Mother sent the following note to the School on April 14, 1967: "Henceforth the existing rules concerning the Higher
Course will stand modified as follows: (I) Students who wish to obtain a certificate of having successfully completed the
Higher Course as 'full students' will naturally have to take all the prescribed tests and satisfy the regulations governing the
full-studentship. (2) Other students will have the option either to take the tests or not to take them. There will be no
compulsion with regard to tests for these students in order to pass from one year to the next. (3) All the students will,
however, be treated equally in so far as the pursuit of knowledge is concerned."

someone eminent or qualified. The result would be the organization of a universal - well, a world
education that would really be an education for all countries, in which the knowledge and best qualities
of every country in the artistic, literary and scientific fields would be gathered in a kind of transmitting
center, and all you would have to do would be to get into communication with it. So then, instead of
having more or less incapable teachers to teach what they know also more or less, you would have the
answer to every question, the most competent and best answer. Thus there would really be all over the
earth an education that would be the best possible, from which everyone would receive only what he
wants; you wouldn't have to attend classes, a number of useless classes, in order to catch the little you
want to know: you would have it just by getting into communication with the center; you would ask for
such and such a number and would get your answer.
If it could be realized, it would be very good. It means that the most beautiful works of art, the most
beautiful teachings, all the best of what humanity is GOING to produce, would be collected and within
the reach of all those who had a television. There would be pictures along with the explanation, or a
text or speech. A kind of imposing central building where everything would be gathered. I found it
rather attractive. I told her that we would have that in Auroville (not the central office: just a receiving
set). She said that instead of teachers who teach poorly what they know, there would be the best
teaching for each subject.... (I didn't ask her WHO would select those people - that remains the
somewhat delicate point.) But I found the idea very attractive. She said things are moving in that
direction.
Yes, but it's still a kind of encyclopedia....
Yes.
It's very interesting, but the best education is the one that could put you in contact with the region
of knowledge where you find all answers.
Ah, that would be very good.
Yes, that would be true education. It's not finding answers in a superlibrary, but catching hold of
something up above - and you have all answers.
But that's more difficult, isn't it?
Maybe not.... When I was a kid, I was quite conscious of being able to PULL something down
from above, and that the answer was there, above. Children just don't know, after all. If they were
told, if they were shown and made to understand that knowledge is there, that you can catch hold of
it...
Yes.
On the contrary, they're taught to rely on books, precisely on encyclopedias. I had to come here to
understand what it meant, why I used to "pull" from above. Which means it wasn't at all
encouraged when I was a child.
But Z has done experiments like that. He told me the story of a girl at the School who had no
imagination: when she was asked a question she could only answer what she had learned, and when she
was given a problem she was never able to solve it. She was like that, blocked above. And he taught
her to try and make contact precisely with that intuitive zone, by keeping quiet, falling silent and

listening. And it seems that after some time, she had extraordinary results in that way, by falling silent
and listening - answers which were really remarkable and certainly came from the region of intuition.
And that's a practical fact, he did it at the School.
Well, that's what should be done, it's much more important.
Far more important than a machine.
I listened to what she said and simply found it was better than recruiting incompetent teachers.
But there still remained a doubt (which I didn't discuss) on the quality of the CHOICE of answers.
Whereas if you go there, to the Origin, then you're sure!
That's what they are now trying to do here in their new classes: teaching them to make contact with
the intuitive zone.
It's certainly quite superior.

June 7, 1967
I have something to add to what we said the other day about the Divine. 57 Someone asks me, "And
whatever is God?"
It's about a text from Sri Aurobindo. Here it is:
"Love leads us from the suffering of division into the bliss of perfect union, but without
losing that joy of the act of union which is the soul's greatest discovery and for which the
life of the cosmos is a long preparation. Therefore to approach God by love is to prepare
oneself for the greatest possible spiritual fulfillment."
(The Synthesis of Yoga, XXI.III.523)

It's about the last sentence; someone has asked me, "What is God?" So I've replied (taking the word
"God"):
"It is the name man has given to all that exceeds and dominates him, all that he cannot
know but is subject to."
Instead of saying "to all that exceeds him," we could say, "to THAT WHICH exceeds him," because
from the intellectual standpoint, "all that" is debatable. I mean there is a "something" - an indefinable
57See Conversation of May 24: What is the Divine?

and inexplicable something - and man has always felt dominated by that something. It is beyond all
possible understanding and dominates him. And then, religions gave it a name; man has called it
"God"; the French call it Dieu, the English, God, in another language it's called differently, but anyway
it's the same.
I am intentionally not giving any definition. Because my lifelong feeling has been that it's a mere
word, and a word behind which people put a lot of very undesirable things.... It's that idea of a god who
claims to be "the one and only," as they say: "God is the one and only." But they feel it and say it in the
way Anatole France put it (I think it was in The Revolt of Angels): that God who wants to be the one
and only and ALL ALONE. That was what had made me a complete atheist, if I may say so, when I
was a child; I refused to accept a being, WHOEVER HE WAS, who proclaimed himself to be the one
and only and almighty. Even if he were indeed the one and only and almighty (laughing), he should
have no right to proclaim it! That's how it was in my mind. I could make an hour-long speech on this,
to show how in every religion they tackled the problem.
At any rate, I have given what I find is the most objective definition. And as in the other day's
"What is the Divine?", I have tried to give a feeling of the Thing; here I wanted to fight against the use
of the word which, to me, is hollow, but dangerously so.
I remember a very powerful line in "Savitri" which says it all wonderfully in a few words. He says,
"The bodiless Namelessness that saw God BORN...."58
(silence)

I told you the other day that I'd met D. before she left [in search of a Tibetan guru] and we had talked
together. I told her about Sri Aurobindo and his teaching. But she has been converted! Yes, really. She
again wrote me a letter, which I've just got today (it's the second letter she has written me from up
there), in which she says she has met that famous Tibetan sage with whom she wanted to discuss.... He
seems to have made fun of her - she doesn't say so, but she says he "constantly puts you face to face
with your mental formations" (he must have shown her that she was feeding on words). And then she
adds, "But as for me, I feel, I do feel your love always with me, and everything is fine." - Never! It's
the first time in her life she has told me this.
So it gave me the idea of writing down what I told her about Sri Aurobindo's teaching:
"In order to understand and follow Sri Aurobindo's teaching, one must learn to rise above
all possibility of contradiction."
That is, to reach the region where contradictions no longer exist. That's true. You understand, if you
take quotations from Sri Aurobindo on a particular subject, you can put side by side things that are the
very opposite of each other: he says one thing, then its opposite, then again something different. So to
understand him and not keep saying to yourself, "But why does he constantly say the opposite of what
he said just before!", you must learn to rise up above - up above, it's quite fine (!) There, it's... very
interesting. Once you are there, it's very interesting.
And from the practical point of view, the remarkable thing is that in that region, which is beyond all
58The bodiless Namelessness that saw God born
And tries to gain from mortal's mind and soul
A deathless body and a divine name. (Savitri, I.III.40)

possible contradictions, there lies the source of the true Power.
But I mean that we could find in Sri Aurobindo a sentence saying, for instance, that "God" is a word
empty of meaning into which man puts whatever he likes, and then a description similar to the one I
gave of the Divine. And throughout all his writings, it's like that with everything.
(silence)

Then I would like to publish this quotation from Sri Aurobindo:
"The traditions of the past are very great in their own place, in the past, but I do not see
why we should merely repeat them and not go farther. In the spiritual development of the
consciousness upon earth the great past ought to be followed by a greater future."
January 14, 1932

***
Soon afterwards:

Did your mother intend to come by plane?
By sea.
Mon petit, ships can no longer sail past Port Said: the Suez Canal is closed.
What's going to happen?
(After a long silence) We are just like this (gesture hanging in balance between two chasms).
Yesterday, I would have answered very strongly.... Let me tell you what happened. We had here an
American, a very nice boy who, before he came here, was a paratroop instructor in Israel's army. I don't
think he is an Israeli, I think he's American; I am sure his nationality is American, I saw his passport.
But he was a paratroop instructor in Israel's army. When those two started quarreling, he wrote me a
letter in which he explained that, and also paid great compliments to the Israeli nation, saying they had
achieved a really remarkable sense of brotherhood and cooperation. That was his impression of the
country. And he said that if war broke out, he would like to go back there to help them as much as he
could. So as soon as they started bombing each other, he decided to go. He left yesterday evening. And
I saw him in the afternoon, before he left.
He is a sincere man. While he was here, Sri Aurobindo... (how can I explain?), the impression is
that Sri Aurobindo "concretizes" (he is always here, but at certain times he seems to concretize, as
though... [Mother makes a gesture of gathering or condensing]. That's really the impression: he
concretizes and starts speaking). So then, first Sri Aurobindo said to him (but there was a whole
WORLD in it), "My blessings are with you."
The man was very touched (I didn't tell him it was Sri Aurobindo; I spoke, you understand, it was
my mouth that spoke then, but it was Sri Aurobindo who spoke). Then I concentrated, and Sri
Aurobindo said with great force:

"All the countries live in falsehood. If only one country stood courageously for truth, the
world might be saved."
(silence)

Towards the end of the day, when I was alone, I began asking Sri Aurobindo precisely what he
meant.... Naturally, his hope is that the country that stood for Truth would be India - for the moment,
she is very far from it. But... And since the subject was before me, I asked him how he saw the
terrestrial possibility in a harmonious future.
Then he said to me - it was very simple, very clear: "A federation of all nations and countries
without exception, all continents. A single federation: the federation of all human nations of the earth."
And a group - a governing group - consisting of one representative from each country, the most able
man from the standpoint of political and economic organization. And nothing of the proportional
question that would give large countries many representatives and small ones only one - one
representative for every country. Because every country represents one aspect of the problem. And they
would sit in rotation.
It was a vast vision, not so much with words as with a vision.
That's where things stand. Today... Have you heard today's news?
They have blocked Suez and broken off with the U.S.
All the Muslim countries, including Algeria and so on, have been ordered to break off with America
and Britain.59 I don't know if all this news is true, but there is also a general pressure from all countries,
from America and Britain, for instance, and at the same time from Russia, for a cease-fire, to stop the
conflict.
If this news is true (because the amount of lies that are passed around is unbelievable), if this news
is true, it means the Pressure is beginning - the pressure of the Consciousness. It has already started
acting.
You see, every national entity has a right to free and independent existence, provided it doesn't
interfere in the free and independent existence of all other entities. Ambitions, territorial expansions -
of course, all colonies and all of that - must be swept out of the picture. To defend themselves, the
Egyptians say that the Israelis had publicly declared that Israel's border should be the Nile - I don't
know if that's true. I don't know if it's true because everybody tells lies. On their part, the Egyptians
publicly declared three years ago (it was a public declaration), they publicly declared that the Israeli
nation had no right to exist and had to disappear.
Three days ago, Nasser declared that he wanted "the destruction of Israel: wiped off the map."
Yes, that's it. But three years ago, they declared that Israel shouldn't exist. So that clearly puts them in
the wrong.
I don't know how the others replied.... The whole world lives in falsehood, without a doubt, but one
thing must be established in an absolute way: the right of each nation or country to individual
existence, provided it doesn't interfere in another nation's right.
That should be the base.
Of course, they will start arguing: "BUT at that time, things were like that; at that time they were
59Also to stop selling them oil.

like this; and in the past this was ours; in the past..." Endless arguments. So there should be a higher
vision, which means a balanced and just and deep vision of things, capable of saying, "This is how it
is." Otherwise there would be an indefinite source of arguments.
For the moment, at any rate, all diplomatic relations are based on falsehood - and the crudest
falsehood at that: it's recognized as a necessity and the only way out. That's how they consider it. So
that's what must be abolished to begin with.
(silence)

There is a group in the new Indian parliament, a group of people dissatisfied with the position taken by
India, who have declared their wish to act according to Sri Aurobindo's ideal and instructions. And
they've asked if we could send someone from here to hold conferences in Delhi.... It's a "group" -
naturally not the whole parliament.
It's something to be envisaged.
But the difficulty is to find the "someone," because it should be a man who knows Sri Aurobindo
thoroughly to begin with, who is capable of receiving his inspirations directly (a very difficult
condition), and has at the same time a very strong character with a power - a contagious power - and a
force that can arouse the inert masses.... For years I have been looking for that man, without finding
him.
There was a man who would have done - not fully well, not with enough breadth of mind to fully
understand Sri Aurobindo, but very straight and strong - he was assassinated in Kashmir.
Assassinated?
He is the one who came here when we wanted to have a conference for the opening of the University,
he presided over it.60 A rather tall man, and strong. I forget his name. But it was in Kashmir that he was
assassinated (not officially, of course: he "fell ill.")
It wasn't perfect, it was a stopgap, but anyway he would have done. But now... Among the young
people whom I don't know?... What is needed is power combined with that breadth of mind capable of
understanding Sri Aurobindo's inspiration and transmitting it; and along with that, vital power. The two
things together.
And it's not something for tomorrow: it's for right now, that's the problem, because the danger is
now.
(silence)

All that will go into the [Agenda] "box," it can't be published.
But you know - I have rarely felt that - yesterday there was really something like a prayer for
Israel.
Indeed there was!
You really say to yourself, "This MUST NOT be."
60Mother is referring to Shyamaprasad Mukherji.

That's it, absolutely. It was so strong.
(silence)

But is there a way for you to contact those people in Delhi and have them told what you want?
Ah, if I sent someone they would receive him. It's this N.S. who is a member of the government, she
has a whole group with her, a party that has grown fairly strong.
It's quite recent, they've just asked us to send them someone. N.S. only knows N., so she told him,
"Would you like to come?" N. has offered to go, but...61
He has a knack with people, but...
No, he's not the man. He doesn't strike one as being pure and straight. He isn't a straight man.
(After a silence) He is still in the state in which one tries to please people....
A man like P.?
(Mother laughs) But he's not willing! He doesn't want to touch politics. Oh, in his field, he is strong
indeed! (Mother laughs) But he isn't a politician.
(long silence)

The sign of true strength - true strength - is becoming ab-so-lute-ly calm, imperturbably calm in the
face of danger - danger or the need to make decisions and do things. An unshakable calm, like that
(inflexible gesture, like a sword), which is established immediately, automatically. That's the sign.
It was very interesting. You weren't here when the Ashram was attacked, were you? 62 It was very
interesting.
You know, fires lighting up here, there, at the corner over there, people shouting, stones flying....
That day I had an unforgettable experience. The minute the actual news of the attack came, the
consciousness was as if drawn into the universal physical consciousness, like that (widespread
gesture). And it was from there, from the universal physical consciousness, that everything was
watched. That's how I was able to see: I was able to see the reaction IN EVERYONE. It was really
interesting, oh, really interesting!
Anything that started vibrating (I am not even talking about fear - those who have fear, that goes
without saying, it means catastrophe - not even fear: excitement), anything that started vibrating in that
way attracted - ATTRACTED - things (I was looking at the whole scene at once), attracted danger.
Naturally, my body was like this (imperturbable gesture), but that was nothing, because for me...
But P. became like this (same gesture), like an unmoving sword: calm, calm.... That's how I knew
[what he was], I didn't know before. All the others... (vibrating, excited gesture) phew!
The headquarters were here, in this room, the whole night till midnight; everybody met here. And I
saw in everyone - everyone. From above, it was such a clear, clear vision, and imperturbable,
61N.S. was to betray Indira Gandhi later, just as N. was to betray Mother.
62On February 11, 1965 (see Agenda VI, February 19 and 24, 1965).

absolutely impersonal.... I saw what was going on everywhere, but everywhere.
There was a movement of excitement and a stone came from the street and hit the wire screen of my
window - only one. I knew why, who it was.
It was quite interesting.

June 14, 1967
(For the past eight days, Mother has been "ill," just as the conflict between Israel and Egypt was
unfolding.)
A great battle.... I have learned a great many things.
And it's going on.
I've made discoveries.... Diseases, accidents, catastrophes, wars, all of that is because the human
material consciousness is so small, so narrow that it has a rabid taste for drama. And of course, there is,
behind, the vital being having fun, also influences... anyway all that enjoys an opportunity to delay the
divine Work and make things difficult. And all that takes pleasure in that naturally encourages drama.
But the seed of the difficulty is that smallness, extreme smallness of the physical consciousness - the
material physical consciousness - which has an absolutely perverse taste for drama. Drama - the
slightest thing has to make a drama: if you have a toothache, it turns into a drama 63 ; if you bang against
something, it turns into a drama; if two nations quarrel, it turns into a drama - everything turns into a
drama. The taste for drama. If anything in your body is even slightly upset or there is the smallest
trouble, which should go completely unnoticed, oh, it makes a big fuss, a drama. The taste for drama. I
was deeply disgusted.
Everything, everything... Like the bedlam at a marketplace.
The attack was apparently violent, so violent that after studying and observing it I was forced to
think that some people were having fun doing black magic.... Everything took on fantastic proportions.
The same teeth I've had for such a long time (in the same state for such a long time, that is!), which for
years hadn't given me any trouble, suddenly fancied they too had to make a drama! So, a raging
toothache, swelling - absolutely ridiculous, absolutely. And you know, this discovery of drama wasn't
thought out, it wasn't an observation: it was an acute experience, caught hold of as you would catch a
thief. I caught it. And it's universal, all over the earth.
Because EVERYTHING was creating drama - the roars of a marketplace, bedlam, all of it, a big
fuss. Like those people out there when they fought each other, the same fuss (gesture expressing the
roaring turmoil of the war). What a to-do they make! What with "rights" and "duties" and "honor,"
oh!... So then, as things were pretty bad (I was almost completely incapacitated 64 ), I asked what it
meant (Mother laughs), and he showed me the picture! Then I understood.
63Mother's "illness" took the form of a raging toothache and a swelling of the whole face.

The minute I understood, things started calming down [the raging toothache as well as the raging
war in Palestine].
It's profoundly ridiculous, and unhealthy, moreover.
You understand, once the thing had been seen - seen and felt and lived completely - they started
slowing down there. I can't say things are quite all right as yet, far from it, but anyway I think a worse
catastrophe has been averted.65
Grotesque.
Things are somewhat better. There is still some friction.... "Traitors," "enemies," oh!... Now they
say that Indonesia and Pakistan are up to something.... And with EVERYTHING, you know, from the
biggest to the smallest, from what seems the most important (what disturbs the most things, at any rate)
to the least little physical discomfort, it's like that: a very small, such a very small consciousness, petty
and limited and narrow, which makes a mountain out of a molehill.
There you are.
(silence)

Because what took place is nothing new, it has happened so many times before, but the body's
experience was different.... Previously, the consciousness of all the other inner beings was there and
would happily counterbalance this idiotic tendency: even the vital, the vital being which also loves
grand effects, but provided at least they are great, vast, powerful enough to be on a large scale and save
it from being ridiculous; and then, positively above all that, all the other beings, with a smile. But this
time, this body was left TO ITSELF, so it would learn. And it has learned.
But death, too, is the result of the taste for drama - what a pretty drama, ugh!
(silence)

Well, there you are.
And as, naturally, it became impossible to eat, another consequence was that it became impossible
to do any work.... The doctor made me take proteins that don't need to be digested, those that are
directly injected into the blood, but he made me swallow them. Then I was able to resume some work -
I could no longer speak, no longer eat, no longer...
It went on worsening nicely, till the day (I forget which) when I said with "high indignation"
(Mother takes on a dramatic tone), "What is this creation in which..." (I said it in English) "in which
living is a suffering, dying is a suffering, everything is a suffering...." (Mother laughs) As soon as that
was uttered, it was enough. And the consciousness was there, saying, "There is only one remedy, but
the world rejects that remedy." Then I was put in the presence of the fact, face to face with it, the thing
staring at me - oh, what a pretty drama!
(silence)

I wondered whether it was peculiar to the earth and if the other planets and suns weren't in this idiotic
situation?... On an external level it would be interesting to know. But I am nearly sure that death, for
64For nearly eight days, Mother could not eat or receive the secretaries or anyone else.
65U.S. and Soviet warships had been facing each other in the Mediterranean.

instance, is something that belongs exclusively to earth life - death as we FEEL it, as we understand it.
Yet animals take part in it, but they don't have man's mental deformation.... The taste for drama is
exclusively human, because those animals that live with man catch the malady, while those that don't
don't have it at all.
(silence)

I saw this child [Sujata] on Sunday; I didn't look too great, did I?
(Sujata:) No, Mother!
I couldn't speak anymore....
Well, that's more or less something of my experience. Oh, it was... a lot, a lot more than that.
For two days the sense of not knowing whether you are alive or dead (but these are words on the
surface), of not being very sure of the difference it makes.... And then, the body asking this question:
"But everyone has his theory: one says death is like this, another says it's like that, yet another says still
something different, but what is our OWN experience like?..." And it was like that (gesture of hanging
between two worlds).
Then the body suddenly remembered (that was rather interesting; it's more recent, it was yesterday
or the day before), the body suddenly remembered that it had once been brought back to life. It said,
"But you knew at that time, you knew since you brought me back to life." 66 Then I recollected what I
used to know (and had stopped knowing because the knowledge was quite incomplete - it was entirely
external and lacked the higher knowledge), I recollected the experience, and the two things joined
together [the old knowledge and the new]. "Now," I said, "this is interesting!"
You know, the story of the "soul leaving the body," what childishness! Because I had that
experience, too, of leaving (not the soul! It's entirely independent, always and in everyone), of leaving
the psychic being, the individual psychic being. When I went away from here in 1915, I left my psychic
being here deliberately. I left it here, I didn't take it with me. So the body can live without psychic
being (it was rather sick, by the way, but that wasn't the reason - it's again the taste for drama!... Oh,
always the taste for drama!).
There we are.
So the problem narrows down more and more.... If your most material vital being goes out, it
doesn't make you die - it puts you in catalepsy, but it doesn't make you die. What makes you die?...
There are two things that make you die. One (the one that precedes the dramatic human existence)
is wear and tear. What does wear and tear come from? From Ignorance, obviously. Ignorance and
incapacity to renew forces; that's how the whole lower life works: it decomposes, recomposes,
decomposes again.... But it's only with animality and the beginning of a mental functioning that there
arises (Mother takes on a grandiloquent tone) "death," as we conceive it. But that is when the vital
element that gives life (what we call "life") breaks down. There are innumerable reasons for that, all of
which come from the same source. Of course, looking at it as a whole, it is the incapacity to follow the
movement of progress: the need to mix everything together again in order to start all over again. But
for those who begin to think, that no longer has any reason to exist.
An accident?... An accident to the material combination. But which accident, since the heart can
stop and start again? It's a question of how long the accident lasts.
66In Tlemcen with Thon, when in the course of an experience the link with the body was snapped.

If, for this wear and tear, this deterioration (which comes from the Inconscient and is the result of
the RESISTANCE of the Inconscient), if for this we can substitute the aspiration for progress and
transformation (not with words - the vibration)... That experience has been given me several times.
Suppose something is quite upset, there is a pain somewhere, something disorganized that no longer
works properly; if there is the vision and conception in faith (faith and consecration to the Supreme)
that it's deliberate, that the Supreme has allowed it to be (how can I express it? All words are
meaningless), has allowed or willed it, or wanted it to be, because to Him it was the best way to
transform the thing, to have it make the necessary progress, if the cells that are somewhat disorganized
and "sick," as they say, are able to feel this... then, instantly, it takes a marvelous turn for the better -
instantly, in five minutes, ten minutes. I could give concrete, precise examples, with all the details. So
that means bringing the two extremes into contact, I might say. And if that can become the normal life
of the elements which make up this outer form, then there is no reason why...
No, there is no need to die, no need whatsoever. There comes a point when death loses all meaning.
And in the small detail, in the little cell or the faint sensation (and when you come to feelings, there
is some kind of thing which is the embryo of thought - oh, then...), you catch the taste for drama. Ah,
then everything is explained.
The taste for drama, the need for catastrophe.
That's what was there, pressing and pressing on the earth to bring about all the conditions for a
clashing and clangoring grand finale (Mother shrugs her shoulders).
And only one remedy: to broaden into eternal peace... To break limits, become immense.
(long silence)

You said just a while ago that your body remembered an earlier death...
Oh, yes.
But you didn't say what that recollection was.
Yes, everybody knows it: it happened at Tlemcen while I was working with Thon. I had gone out in a
wholly material way, the body was in a cataleptic state, and something came, something occurred that
cut the link. So the link was cut.
But what was the experience like at that time?
The experience was that... (laughing) impossible to get back in there! But Thon was there (Thon had
a bad scare!), and there was at that time the knowledge - a good deal of knowledge! - of the occult.
The knowledge was there as well as the will (Mother makes a gesture of pushing to reenter the body),
and also an inner faith (but I never used to talk about that), and a concentration. As for him, he was
capable, he knew. He was able to "pull." And the body hadn't deteriorated, you see, it wasn't damaged,
so it wasn't difficult. It was in a very good condition, but the thread was cut, which means that what
gives life had gone out and could not get back in.
I came back in as a result of the power and the will, because... In fact, simply because I still had
something to do on earth.
It happened in 1910, I think.

So it's not because the soul leaves the body, is it?
Oh, that's just words!
The soul may very likely make a resolve, noting that the body is either unworthy or unfit or
incapable or unwilling or... anything, and the soul may decide that the body should die so it may go;
but the soul's going isn't what kills the body. There are innumerable people who are without a soul -
they have a soul, but their soul isn't in their body - lots of people. And they go on living quite well.
It's more difficult to live without the psychic being, on the other hand. The psychic being, of course,
is the clothing - the individualized clothing - between the eternal soul and the transitory body; and
[from life to life] it grows more formed, individualized, more and more individually conscious. When
that leaves the body, the rest generally follows. But I had the experience of doing it deliberately, so I
KNOW. One has to know how to do it, but it can be done. My psychic being stayed here with Sri
Aurobindo, and I left with my mental, vital and physical beings. It was a... slightly precarious
condition. But as I also kept the contact quite consciously, it could be done.
What people call "death"... I see loads of people who, to me, are living dead (they are those who are
without their psychic being, or even those who have no contact with their soul). But to know that, one
must have the inner vision. But what people call "death," that is, the decomposition of the cells and
dissolution of the form, is when the most material "vital subdegree," which brings into contact with
Life - with vital force, life - goes out. That is how death occurs in animals, for example. And that vital
subdegree generally goes away when the external organism is unable to continue - when, for instance,
it's cut in two or the heart has been removed, or anyway when something quite radical has happened to
it! Because some people have met with accidents and had many parts missing, yet they lived on. But
even cardiac arrest, as I said, doesn't necessarily mean death, since after stopping, the heart can start up
again. Those who have the material knowledge tell you that for a few... I forget whether a few seconds
or a few minutes, the heart can start up again; after that, decomposition sets in. With decomposition it's
over, naturally.
So we could correctly say that there are kinds of GRADATIONS in death. Gradations in life and
gradations in death: some beings are alive to a greater or lesser degree, or if we want to put it
negatively, some beings are dead to a greater or lesser degree. But for those who know, oh, for those
who know that this material form can manifest a supramental light, well, those who don't have the
supramental light in them are already a little dead. That's how it is. So there are gradations. What
people have conventionally called "death" is just a purely external phenomenon, because it's something
they can't deny - the body going to pieces.
But I have seen people who were supposedly dead (not many in my family because it wasn't the
custom to let the children see them, and once I was grown-up there were only very few opportunities),
but I have seen a few here. And they weren't all in the same state at all - far from it.
(silence)

There was the case of Sri Aurobindo. "He is dead," the doctors decided - he was absolutely alive.
Absolutely living. And even after five days, when they put him into... it was because of (how should I
put it?) the pressure of the outside world, and because it was impossible to preserve him. We had to
consent. But I cannot say he was dead! He wasn't at all dead, it was perfectly obvious. The body was
already beginning to... (very little, but a little at the end of the fifth day), that is, the skin was losing its
color, but... (Mother makes a glorious gesture).
For the first three days, I remained standing there, near his bed, and in an absolutely... well, to me, it
was absolutely visible - all the organized consciousness that was in his body DELIBERATELY came

out of it and into mine. And I not only saw it but felt the FRICTION of its entry.
Then people say, "He is dead" - that's ignorance.
(silence)

All that supramental power he had attracted into and organized in his body little by little came into me
METHODICALLY.
I didn't say anything to anyone because it was nobody's business, nobody's concern. I remained
standing there and... (gesture showing the forces passing from Sri Aurobindo into Mother's body).
You know, people revel in high-sounding words and keep talking and talking - they don't even
know what they're talking about.
Not very long ago, I saw one or two photographs of someone, then he came to see me. I said, "He is
dead, he's a dead man." And I don't mean a dissolution at all (of course not! Since he came in and
spoke - he spoke very loudly, thinking himself very alive, in fact): he was dead. So...
(silence)

Some time ago, I said that the cells were wondering, "But what is death?" They kept wondering like
that. And just yesterday or the day before, because there came a certain state, the Knowledge that
constantly comes from above seemed to be saying to them, "But why do you wonder? You had the
experience, you know how it is." Then, to the small central consciousness (there is a small central
consciousness,67 which is now gradually growing and taking shape), this Knowledge said, "Don't you
remember? You know how it was." Ah, then all the memory of the experience in all its details came
back - they did know.
Why are we so ridiculous?
We think we are... we think we are so great, so wise, so... Oh, all the virtues we give ourselves!
(Mother laughs) So courageous, so enduring, so... An act we put on for ourselves our whole life long.
(silence)

At that time, for a few moments, there was the certitude of such a simplicity!... A simplicity... (how can
I put it?) whose immensity made it all-powerful.
That's still literature. It's the mind's playacting: pretty sentences.
No words, no sentences, no wonderful gestures, no attitudes...
(Mother goes into a contemplation)

Oh, for those who like definitions, here's another answer to "What is the Divine?" - a smiling and
luminous Immensity.
And HERE, you know, it's here. HERE.
Ah, shall we work? Enough chattering!
(silence)
67The mind of the cells.

What makes me think that there were external adverse wills is that from every side there kept coming
fine-sounding sentences - fine-sounding sentences, suggestions (dramatic suggestions, precisely)
announcing a considerable number of catastrophes. They come from every side, like this (swarming
gesture, like a rising tide), like so many snakes waiting there, kept at arm's length, rushing up as soon
as they're given the opportunity to do so....
Which shows there's clearly something the matter.
Suggestions like this one, for instance: "Oh, now you're well, you are strong and can speak - ah, but
you'll see what happens to you." Suggestions and suggestions.... You understand, it can only come
from rotten human thoughts. A swarm of things, each one uglier than the other, coming like that. And
you see them come (same gesture like a rising tide of snakes), you see them come like that.... From the
basest to the most violent.
There was also, in relation to those possibilities of magic and also to "adverse forces," a vision of it
all as being a part of the great Play (gesture from below), but... This Immensity, luminous and smiling,
an immensity... ("immensity" is a word - "infinite" also is a word), something... absolutely limitless,
which simply goes like this (gesture of descent) in a movement of manifestation; then, at a certain
point, It encounters a sort of movement from below that seizes hold of It and turns It into... what we
see. In the higher part [of the being], it's a mixture of perverted mind and extremely powerful vital,
which obviously enjoys the distortion; as That grows more concrete, It's turned into all those human
reactions; and when It draws near the earth, then... ah, you have the fine mess men have made with the
earth atmosphere. So this Thing, this smiling, luminous, marvelous Immensity, so... - a living and
conscious bliss... It becomes that.
And if by chance, by miracle, one drop falls without getting completely distorted, it becomes a
miracle!
***
(At the end, the conversation turns to Satprem's health and a certain hemoptysis.)
...Tell your cells not to make a drama and you'll see! If you know how to tell them...
They aren't bad-willed, they're idiotic (Mother laughs), that's not the same thing!

June 17, 1967
With this Israel affair, I have been made to write all sorts of things, to answer all kinds of questions
(Mother looks for her notes).... Did I show you this?
"Those who serve the Truth cannot take one side or another. Truth is above conflict or
opposition. In Truth all countries unite in a common effort towards progress and

realisation."
This was in answer to someone who asked whom one should "take sides" with.
There is also that man who wrote from Israel, saying that their success, their victory exceeded
anything they had hoped for. And he adds, "They seem to be too materialistic to know the real source
of it" - he knew. But he says (he is American, not Israeli; he may be Jewish by religion, I don't know,
but he is American by birth), he says he greatly admires the way the country is organized, there in
Israel, and that it's "a wonder of brotherhood and sense of organization." So he writes to ask me if this
isn't the beginning of a future realization?
They clearly are very receptive.... I saw it straight away; when I was told that the Egyptians, and in
particular this present president,68 had decreed that the Israeli nation must disappear, I straight away
saw there was a very strong reaction69 - (laughing) it brought about quite a categorical result!
Then I was asked another question:
"If a world-war breaks out, it may not only destroy the major portion of humanity but
may even make living conditions for those who survive impossible due to the effects of
the nuclear fall-out. In case the possibility of such a war is still there, will it not affect
the advent of the Supramental Truth and of the New Race upon earth?"
Here is the answer [in English]:
"All these are mental speculations and once you enter the domain of mental imaginations
there is no end to the problems and to their solutions. But all that does not bring you one
step closer to the truth.
"The safest and most healthy attitude of the mind is like this one: we have been told in a
positive and definite way that the supramental creation will follow the present one, so,
whatever is in preparation for the future must be the circumstances needed for the advent
whatever they are. And as we are unable to foresee correctly what these circumstances
are, it is better to keep silent about them."
I wanted to tell you that I saw V. a few days ago, and he said that according to what he has felt or
seen, he is ninety-five percent certain that a new conflict will break out around September or
October, probably in the direction of Pakistan or China: between Pakistan and India or between
China and India.
People are expecting that.
He told me he is ninety-five percent certain.
People are quite expecting that. And Pakistan has joined hands with China, their ships are now sailing
68Nasser.
69A reaction in Mother, or in the universal Mother.

around India.... What are they doing? I don't know.
But a few years ago, you said that the fate of the present civilization would be "settled" in 1967.
You used the word "settled."70 Well, the impression is that if the future is to be really "settled," a
great many things, a great many latent diseases are yet to come out, aren't they?
Yes... Yes (Mother nods her head several times and remains silent).
I've received a telegram from D., from Darjeeling. 71 Her request for a permit has been turned down:
she wanted to go farther up, but she has been turned down. She had written a letter that came two or
three days ago, in which she said, "The talk is all about spying, the atmosphere is full of spying, all
letters are opened, everyone is watched," and "things are in an awful condition." And yesterday, I got
the telegram in which she said she has been refused a permit: she has to leave.
Very nervous, people are very, very nervous.

June 21, 1967
A few days ago, I said something about Muslims and Israelites, and F. noted it down.... The impression
it made on me (what should I say?)... The whole life is gone, at any rate: it's hollow, dry, like an empty
shell - well, the impression is of an unlit lamp. A lightless lamp! (Mother laughs) Here it is anyway:
"The Muslims and Israelites72 represent the two religions in which faith in God is the
most extreme. Only, the Israelites' faith is in an impersonal God, while the Muslims' faith
is in a personal God.
"Their enmity perhaps exists only because they are neighbors!...
I should add that it was a reply to a letter B. wrote to ask me all kinds of questions, in particular:
"Why? These two nations being neighbors, why do they hate each other so much?"
"...That curse on the Jews is a Christian story, it has nothing to do with the Muslims.
"Violence and enmity... When brothers hate each other, they do so much more intensely
70A disciple asked Mother in March, 1963: "Mother, on 30th August 1945, you had said: 'I cannot promise you that the
Divine's Will is to preserve the present human civilisation.' Can you NOW say that the Divine has decided to preserve the
present human civilisation?" Mother answered: "It will be settled in 1967."
71Darjeeling, in the Himalayas, is near the border between Sikkim and Nepal, not far from China.
72Mother later explains (see p. 242) her dislike of the word "Jew."

than others do. Sri Aurobindo said: 'Hatred denotes the possibility of a much greater
love.'
"The Arabs have a passionate nature. They live almost exclusively in the vital and its
passions and desires, while the Israelites live mostly in the mind, with a great power of
organization and realization, something quite exceptional. The Israelites are intellectuals
with an exceptional will. They are not sentimental, that is to say, they don't like
weakness.
"The Muslims are impulsive, the Israelites are reasonable.
"This is not the conflict that will decide the future of our civilization."
(Rough notation of June 15, 1967)

Yes, he ended his letter with: "This conflict which must decide the present civilization..." 73 So my last
sentence is in answer to that.
Yes, that's not where the issue is being played out.
No.
But this [the notation] is the lightless lamp!
When Pakistan and China attacked India [in 1965], I had a sort of very clear intuition that the
conflict, if there is to be one, that must decide the fate of the civilization, can only be played out in
India...
Yes.
Because this is where the last Asura [demon] must symbolically come and die. The issue isn't
being played out anywhere else.74
(Mother remains silent)

***
(A month later, a disciple sent Mother the following letter, in English, on the same subject:)
"...At present the working is going on with direct Supramental Force. Its immediate action
on the world of selfishness, strife and disharmony is not encouraging. We see everywhere
clashes; the world is going on in the old way as usual, perhaps worse. One is reminded of the
old legend that the first thing that arose from the churning of the Ocean of Life was poison.
Nectar came last. The action now looks to be similar. India is going on in the same old way,
placating Pakistan and the Mussulmans and Russians.
73The question was worded thus: "Must we think that these two great peoples in conflict represent symbolic forces that are
destined to decide the fate of our civilization?"
74See Satprem's article in Addendum.

"One sentence in the Mother's reply in connection with the Israeli-Arab war seems to me to
be very ominous: 'This is not the conflict that will decide the future of our civilisation.' Does
it mean that there will be another bigger conflict in which the present civilisation will be
destroyed though the world will be saved? Or does it mean that there may not be any war at
all and the fate of our civilisation may be decided by natural evolution of consciousness? But
the last one seems very unlikely except that the complete transformation of the Mother's
physical will produce such tremendous effect everywhere that disharmony will become
impossible."
(July 19, 1967)

(Mother replied thus, in English:)
"It looks evident that if the transformation undertaken could be achieved in its totality, the
necessity of another world war would no more exist.
"But purposely, for the sake of the work, the future is not revealed. So your question cannot
be answered. Thus for everyone the wisest is to open oneself as much as possible to the force
that is pressing for manifestation, to keep sincerely an ardent aspiration and an unshaken
faith... and wait patiently for the result."
(July 27, 1967)

***
ADDENDUM
(We venture to publish here a text written by Satprem on June 24, 1967, despite its daring or extreme
predictions, for it may hold a grain of truth that time will reveal, and above all because it is obviously
influenced by Mother's vision. The following is therefore not so much an exercise in prediction as food
for thought.)
THE END OF THE ASURA
If, as Sri Aurobindo announced, the supramental Power is to enter a realizing phase in 1967 and if,
as Mother said, the fate of the present civilization is to be settled in 1967, it is clear that the earth's
many latent diseases must come out in the open and find a focus somewhere, as an abscess is the focal
point for the disease of the body, our earth body.
There are no "catastrophes." The Supramental is a force of order and harmony. So what may seem
to us at first glance to be a catastrophe is bound to actually put things in order, work in every way and
every detail towards putting the earth in order.
September/October is generally the month of wars.
There is but one place in the world where the issue is being played out really and symbolically -

that is India. That is where, therefore, the disease of the earth must be focused. It is in the order of
things that the last Asura should come and die at the feet of the Mother.
But India, supposed to embody the forces of truth, is herself prey to the same Falsehood as is the
rest of the earth. The Asura is also in India, perhaps more dangerous there as it is masked behind a veil
of false truth.
The awaited conflict will thus have to put the house of the Mother in order to begin with, at the
same time as it will put the other houses of the earth in order.
The devil will unmask himself and fall headlong into his own trap.
India's Falsehood will necessarily attract like falsehoods: those of China and of Pakistan. The
troubles on Bengal's borders are already preparing the way for China's aggression, and the falsehood of
Tashkent has left the wound open in Kashmir. Here India shall receive the blessed blow that will
liquidate her untrue government and will give way to a military government that will prepare a more
truthful government. Here China shall receive the blow that will free her from her Maoist Asura, while
at the same time bringing Russia and America closer together against the common danger. Here
Vietnam will lose its two untrue henchmen, in the North and in the South, and will put its own house in
order. Here Pakistan will have set its own trap by allying itself with China and will lose its rights over
Bengal and the eastern part of India.75 Left only with its western unit, which cannot be economically
self-sufficient, Pakistan will be obliged to form a confederation with India and to understand that its
destiny is inseparable from that of India. Here a wiser Russia and a wiser America, and a frightened
earth, will become aware that they too must form a confederation of the nations of the earth and that the
fate of any one nation is inseparable from that of all the others.
And order will be restored in the house. Man will be able to prepare himself for a vaster adventure.
Ultimately,
everyone commits the errors
that will help
towards the larger triumph of the Truth.
Satprem
24 June 1967

June 24, 1967
Much to say, but... It's better to reach the end. It's a curve - it's better to reach the end. It's too early to
talk.
(After a silence) The near totality of the body's movements are movements of habit. There is,
75Bangladesh was born four years later, in December 1971.

behind, the consciousness of the physical mind (what I call the "cellular mind") which, for its part, is
constantly conscious of the divine Presence and anxious not to let in anything except That. So a whole
work is going on to change, to shift the origin of movements. I mean that instead of that origin
automatically being habit, the work is for the divine Consciousness and Presence to automatically be
the prime mover (Mother makes the gesture of forcing the consciousness into the body).
But it's quite... quite inexpressible, that is, as soon as you try to express it, it becomes mentalized,
it's no longer the thing. That's why it's very difficult to express. I can't talk about it.
But I think I told you not long ago about that habit of and taste for drama in the most material
consciousness.76 That was the starting point. As soon as that part grew conscious, that habit became
foreign, so to say, foreign to the true consciousness, so the transfer is now taking place.
It's a very delicate and difficult work.
It means fighting against a millennial habit, you understand. It's the automatism of the material
consciousness which is, yes, dramatic, almost catastrophic; sometimes dramatic while at the same time
imagining a conclusion that undoes the drama. But as soon as you express it all, it becomes much too
concrete. It's better not to talk about it.
As soon as it's said, it becomes artificial.
It's as if, in order to replace that habit, there were a kind of effort to create another one (!) which is
only an approximation. Does that state of consciousness, that way of being, that way of existing,
reacting, expressing, does it strive towards the divine Manifestation? Is it in conformity with the
tendency towards the divine Manifestation?... The thought is silent, still, so the imagination isn't
working (all that is deliberate), and the movement is trying to be as sincere and spontaneous as possible
under the influence of the divine Presence.... Words distort too much.
From time to time, now and then, all at once - the concrete experience, as in a flash: the experience
of the Presence, of identification. But it lasts for... a few seconds, then things revert to their former
state.
It can't be expressed.
***
(Then Mother turns to the translation of two texts by Sri Aurobindo which she wants to publish.)
"That is a great secret of sadhana, to know how to get things done by the Power behind
or above instead of doing all by the mind's effort."
That's exactly the point.
Then:
"The importance of the body is obvious; it is because he has developed or been given a
body and brain capable of receiving and serving a progressive mental illumination that
man has risen above the animal. Equally, it can only be by developing a body or at least a
functioning of the physical instrument capable of receiving and serving a still higher
76See conversation of June 14, 1967.

illumination that he will rise above himself and realise, not merely in thought and in his
internal being but in life, a perfectly divine manhood. Otherwise either the promise of
Life is cancelled its meaning annulled and earthly being can only realise Sachchidananda
by abolishing itself, by shedding from it mind, life and body and returning to the pure
Infinite, or else man is not the divine instrument, there is a destined limit to the
consciously progressive power which distinguishes him from all other terrestrial
existences and as he has replaced them in the front of things, so another must eventually
replace him and assume his heritage."
(The Life Divine, XVIII.231)

I understand! I have been preoccupied with this all the time.
(silence)

But Sri Aurobindo's conclusion is that it isn't this [the body] that can change: it will be a new being.
No! He says "if" man cannot, it will be a new being.
No, I don't mean here in this text, I mean in the things he wrote afterwards.
?...
Besides, it's the same problem, because... Can a body change?... It does seem very difficult - though
not impossible. It's not impossible, but... it's such a formidable labor that life is too short. So even there,
something needs to be changed, that habit of wear and tear is indeed a terrible thing.
Yes, but where would a "new being" come from? He won't drop from heaven, will he?!
Of course not, that's just the problem! The more you look at it... It won't come that way (Mother
laughs), it will obviously come in a similar way that man came from the animal. But we lack the stages
between the animal and man - we may think them up, imagine them, they have found some things, but
to tell the truth we weren't there to see it all! We don't know how it happened. But that doesn't matter....
According to some, the transformation can be consciously begun inwardly by forming the child. It may
be, I am not saying no. It may be. Then he will have to form another more transformed, and so on -
several stages, which will disappear just as the stages between the ape and man disappeared?
Well, yes, that is the whole story of human improvement.
We can call it what we like, of course. But a NEW BEING... We can imagine, as you say, a new being
coming down ready-made from start to finish!... But that's pulp fiction.
That's what Sri Aurobindo also says. That being must be worked out.
After two or three - or four or ten or twenty, I don't know - intermediary beings, there would come the
new way, the supramental way of creating.... But will it be necessary to have children? Will it not do
away with the need to have children in order to replace those who go, since they will now live on
indefinitely? They will transform themselves sufficiently to adapt to the new needs.

All that is quite conceivable in the long term.
Yes, in the long term.
But Sri Aurobindo and you are here so it's done in the short term!
No, Sri Aurobindo didn't conceive of it in the short term.
Anyway, so it's done by you. Whether in the long or the short term, so it's done by you in this life
and this body.
But what I see...
I am trying to do it - not out of an arbitrary will, not at all: there is simply "something," or
someone, or a consciousness or whatever (I don't want to talk about it) which uses this (Mother's body)
to try and do something with it. Which means that I do the work and am a witness at the same time, and
as for the "I," I don't know where it is: it's not down here, it's not up above, it's not... I don't know
where it is, it's for the requirements of language. There is "something" that works and is a witness of
the work at the same time, and is at the same time the action being done: the three things.
Because now, the body itself really collaborates as much as it can - as much as it can - with everincreasing goodwill and power of endurance, and the self-observation is truly reduced to the minimum
(there is still some, like something touching lightly now and then, but it doesn't even stay for a few
seconds). Self-observation, oh, that means a thoroughly disgusting, repugnant and catastrophic
atmosphere. It's like that, FELT like that. And it's becoming increasingly impossible, I see that, it's
visible.... But there is still the whole weight of millennia of bad habits, which we could call pessimistic,
that is, expecting decay, expecting catastrophe, expecting... well, all those things, and, ugh! that's the
most difficult thing to purify, to clarify, to remove from the atmosphere. It's so INGRAINED that it's
absolutely spontaneous. That is the great, great, great obstacle - that sort of sense of inevitable decay.
Naturally, from the mental standpoint, the entire earth atmosphere is like that, but in the mind it
hardly matters at all: one ray of light and it's swept away. But it's HERE INSIDE (pointing to her
body), that habit - that catastrophic habit - is what is terrible, terrible to contradict. And it's
INDISPENSABLE that it should disappear so the other can settle in.
So it's a struggle every minute, every minute, all the time, all the time.
And of course, the being isn't cut off, the body isn't cut off: the body is something of a multitude,
with varying degrees of proximity; and very near, there are all those who are here, and it's the same
problem - the same problem. Because all that has been gained in the consciousness of this being hasn't
been gained at all in the consciousness of others. So that increases the work.
The problem of mental, even vital, contagion is solved, so to speak, but the problem of material
contagion still remains.
And in this material consciousness, there is this material mind which has so marvelously responded
here [in Mother], but it doesn't yet have the power to assert itself spontaneously against what comes
from outside, that never-ending contagion, constant, constant, every minute.
(long silence)

When, all at once, the Contact is conscious and the sense of Identity comes (for a few seconds, as I
said), when it comes... it's like a hosanna in all, but all the cells, they say, "Oh, so it's true! It's true
indeed!..."

And that's all-powerful.
It comes perhaps a hundred times a day, but it doesn't stay.

June 28, 1967
Regarding an Italian disciple
who has just come:

...Her family wanted to baptize her child and they were beginning to quarrel (because I said, "We do
not want baptism"), so they wrote to me in despair, saying, "We don't know what we should do,
because the whole family is against us and they're constantly picking a quarrel with us." So I wrote: "If
they really want freedom, let them come and give birth to the child in Auroville!..." Oh, they were
enthusiastic, she left right away!
Here, see the register! (Mother laughingly shows the notebook in which she noted a few days ago
the first birth in Auroville.)

June 30, 1967
(About an Indian disciple from South Africa who has been jailed for a few months in Syria under the
pretext that his banknotes were counterfeit.)
...They have no government to protect them. Before India's independence they had a British passport,
but now the government of South Africa doesn't recognize them, the government of India doesn't look
after them, so they're like that, neither fish nor fowl, and with no one to protect them. It's rather
peculiar.
There are a few here [in the Ashram] who still have a British passport, and they don't know what to
do. They're neither this nor that, they're nothing I
To those who are nice I say, "Never mind, you will become Aurovilians." That saves everything.
Because the principle has been recognized by UNESCO, they've recognized the idea: everyone
becomes Aurovilian, no more separate nationality. So it's very good.
As an idea, it's interesting.

Only, I've warned them to be careful about admissions, because... (Mother laughs) it could be seen
as a refuge for brigands who have been driven out of their country!... As long as I control admissions
it's all right, but after?...
What's that country again which started as a colony of brigands?... (Laughing) There's a country
like that somewhere, which started as a colony, I forget which.77
***
Soon afterwards:

This morning, at 4: 30 when I got up, I remember I thought, "Well, here is something interesting to tell
Satprem." And now it's all gone!...

(Mother goes into a long meditation
lasting almost the whole time)

It could go on indefinitely!...
But now I remember what it was this morning: it was about health and balance. Because it was like
an answer to a sort of call (or prayer or aspiration, anyway, as you like) that I had yesterday evening,
and in the night I seemed to be shown the mechanism to restore harmony in the body's functioning.
And I made a special concentration on you, which continued this morning.... Now I remember.
These are things that can't be explained yet. It's not yet possible to explain them.
But it came back just now, like a demonstration.... What could we call it? A sort of mode of being
in the cells and their relationships with each other, under... (how can I put it?) the government of the
supreme Consciousness. And the difference in the functioning. The way to establish the inner balance.
It can't be explained.
So that's what was being done [last night and during the whole meditation]. And it's a seemingly
almost endless work.
I remember, for nearly an hour this morning, I had a demonstration in my own body of how to do it.
A demonstration. But it can't be explained. And it began again just now, but instead of being with me
alone, it was what I might call a collective demonstration (gesture between Mother and Satprem), I
mean it had to do more particularly with you.
It's like things being put in order, in a certain very subtle way which isn't easy to express.
There you are.
But it's clearly an endless work, you know. The general work is relatively swift, but this is a work
of detail, on each point, and it's almost endless.
And then... (smiling) there's no inclination to talk, either!
So I hope it will have an effect on you.
While you were meditating, I had a sense of extraordinary harmony.
77Perhaps Australia?

Ah!
A kind of suppleness - of softness, suppleness, harmony.
Yes, that's it, that was it.
So it's good, it shows you are receptive.
But as soon as one tries to explain it, there comes a sort of principle of artificiality, and it's no
longer the thing.
It was there, oh, for... (this morning, in detail) for more than an hour... (what can I call it?) the
substitution of one kind of vibration for another. And in the whole, something... simply harmonious, a
great simplicity, a great harmony.
Very well.

July

July 5, 1967
You remember that man who had left for Israel - the Indian Embassy has refused him a visa to come
back here!...78 So he is forced to go to America (America is his country, he is American), he is going to
America, and then, he writes to me, he will make some money so he can come and bring it to me!
Another boy here was to go and work in Germany with E., everything was arranged, then Germany
said, "No, we don't want any Indians." So there's universal brotherhood.
But with the Israel affair and the stand they have taken, the Indians haven't made many friends.
No, they haven't.
Oh, but from Holland a woman who was here wrote to me (during the events), "I have never seen in
my life such a display of hatred as the one we have here against Israelites!..." In Holland!
And in Germany, God knows it's the same thing. So it's not localized. It's the PRINCIPLE OF
HATRED manifesting senselessly, without rhyme or reason.
In France, too, it seems there has been a widespread anti-Semitic movement, very violent.
In France it's not a majority, it's a small minority.
Is it?... I don't know.
It's the very minority that was on the side of Vichy during the war.
What was that marshal's name?
Ptain. Yes, it's that whole side.
Yes, the one who behaved like... He looked as if he wanted to imitate Hitler as much as he could!
No, but the incoherence of it all... Some resent India's attitude during the war, others resent Israel's
victory in the war! So, never mind the most contradictory things in the same line of thought - it's a
need... to hate. To be nasty, as nasty as possible.
***
Soon afterwards:

I've had a rather strange dream.
Oh, tell me.
78Because India does not recognize Israel.

But I don't know if it's not fabrication, because it was all going on in a rather dark and confused
atmosphere.... I remember that Sri Aurobindo was lying down and had to undergo a serious
operation: an operation on his two feet, and on all his toes. Then he left for the operation (I should
add that he left on his own, unhelped). After a few moments I saw him come back (yet it was a long
operation), I saw him come back with his two feet heavily bandaged: there were big bandages on
his two feet. Then I was quite astonished, because I saw him walk very soon afterwards: he no
longer had any bandages and was wearing new shoes.
Oh!
New shoes, I can still see them... they seemed to me rather peculiar, cream-colored. And he who
didn't use to wear shoes had shoes on! But that was very soon afterwards.
Cream-colored?
Yes, the color of... like this box, if you like. Not cream-colored, it was pink... a mixture of pink and
cream.79
Ah! The feet are the symbol of physical life, and according to what I saw once (your dream seems
related to that), EACH part of his body represented someone - or rather represented his, Sri
Aurobindo's, MODE of expression in someone.80
One night I saw him like that, I told you. But it was extremely complex; I only noted two or three
important things, but there didn't seem to be even one small part of his body that wasn't represented by
someone.... So if we take the symbol of the feet to be the physical... Not only the feet, but all the toes,
did you say?
All the toes, yes.
That is to say, a certain number of people.
In my vision, his two feet were me. But in my vision, his feet had white tabis on, to make me
clearly understand that it was me. And in my vision, he walked on the edge of a path strewn with bare
flintstones, so it was very hard and sharp-edged, and he said, "No, this is not the way it should be, let's
walk higher up on the road so it's smoother," and he came back to the middle of the road. So if it's like
this, if it's the same symbol going on, that would mean something concerning me - it may be.
The shoes are a clothing. A clothing... Pinkish cream, did you say?
Yes, pinkish cream.
It's the color of the supramental in the physical. That is how I have seen it.
So I would have a supramental clothing?... I would put on a supramental clothing? That would be
amusing!
Your dream is very interesting, you know; it's not a dream, it's much better than a dream.
79In fact, the best definition would be pale orange, or salmon pink.
80Mother said several times that she "was" Sri Aurobindo's feet (see in particular Agenda VI, March 10, 1965).

But there was a serious operation.
Yes, mon petit, I know that quite well! (Mother laughs) But it took one minute. You said he came back
almost immediately.
Yes, he came back almost immediately. Then I was quite astonished to see him walk very soon
afterwards.
Yes, that's right!
He came back with big bandages on his two feet.
(After a silence) When did you have this dream?
Two days ago, during the night of Sunday to Monday.
That's right.
On Sunday, Sunday night, before going to bed, I complained (I can't say I complained very
seriously, but you know, like when one is in a grumpy mood), I complained, saying, "But since You
want me to manifest You, why do you allow me to feel so out of sorts!" There were all kinds of
troubles - small ones, naturally, but when there are lots of them they add up to trouble plain and
simple. So (laughing) I was grumbling! It lasted for the space of a second or two, after that I laughed!
But I grumbled, I protested. As if it [the body] were telling me, "Why all these - yes, why all these
painful operations?" So I immediately gave myself a sound slap, saying to myself, "You are still full of
vanity, you've got what you deserve!" Then it was over.
But that's indeed the way it is; it's true, everything looks, oh, very serious, very difficult, very
complicated, very... while if we were less stupid, it could probably be very easy and swift! It's clearly
because of our own stupidity, without a shadow of doubt.
(long silence)

Just these last few days (because of all kinds of things - of people and things that come), I have been
increasingly seeing that the human concept of divine Omnipotence is the concept of an omnipotence
that would operate without rhyme or reason, through a succession of whims, senselessly - that's what
people call "Omnipotence": being able to do the most stupid things at will.
Obviously, that doesn't quite conform to a higher Harmony (!) Yet human beings are like that: if the
god they worship or want to manifest isn't willing to do, to execute whatever comes into their heads in
a totally incoherent and arbitrary way, he isn't all-powerful!
I am magnifying it to make it more easily perceptible; it's not like that: they deceive themselves (if
you tell them that, they protest), but they deceive themselves, and it comes to what I've just said.
When you succeed in going into that Consciousness of Harmony (but not an individual or local
harmony), a universal Harmony - even ultra-universal, as the universe is only one part of it - then
values are completely changed, completely....
(Mother shakes her head
and remains in contemplation)

All things are so simple and at the same time so COMPLEX....

For instance, that relationship of simplicity (like the one a child has) in which you very simply ask
for the thing you feel the need for, but without mental complications; without explanations, without
justifications, without all that useless farrago - simply, "Oh, I would like..." You have, for instance,
quite a special feeling towards someone or something and you would like that someone or something to
be perfectly harmonious, happy (which physically is expressed by good health or favorable
circumstances), and so, spontaneously, simply, you say, "Oh!...," you pray, "Oh, may it be like that!"
And it happens. Then the thought, the general human thought: "This has happened, therefore it's the
expression of the Truth." And it's made into a principle: "This is true, this is the way things must be."
But up above, in that Consciousness - that global Consciousness - in that total Harmony, those things
in themselves, in their material expression ("good health," "favorable circumstances") are of no more
than minor importance, so to say, of almost nonexistent importance: things may be this way or that or
this (they may be a hundred different ways), without its making any difference to the Harmony; but this
particular way is chosen because of the simple, pure, naive beauty of the aspiration - that is lovely, that
is powerful in its simplicity. And, you know, without mental complication, without hypocrisy of any
sort, any pretense of any sort: very simply, but from a luminous, pure, loving heart, without any
egoism, "just like that." So that's a lovely light which has its place; and because of it, things may be this
way or that (good health, favorable circumstances), it doesn't matter, it's unimportant. Human beings
only attach importance to the external form, to what has manifested; they say, "Oh, this is true, since it
is" - and it's... a passing breath of air. But the cause of it, its origin has a place in that total, universal
Harmony: a disinterested goodwill, love devoid of egoism, trust that doesn't argue or reason, simplicity
- ingenuous simplicity for which evil doesn't exist.81 If we could catch hold of that and keep it... The
trust for which evil doesn't exist - not "trust" in what takes place here: trust up above, in that allpowerful principle of Harmony.
(long silence, then Mother
says this prayer:)

Glory to You, O Lord, all-triumphant Supreme, Grant that nothing in us shall be an obstacle to Your
work, Grant that everything in us may be ready for Your manifestation.

July 8, 1967
(Mother starts sorting innumerable scraps of notes and stops at this one:)
"For the Government of India, one thing is to be known: does it want to live for the
Future or does it stick desperately to the past?"
(June 20, 1967)
81This is the pure cellular mind.

It was when that man came here on behalf of the government of India; he saw everything and was to
make a report. Before leaving (I saw him: he is a nice man), he said, "I wonder what words I should use
to convince them?" Then I told him, "Well, there's only one question: do they want to work with the
future or do they want to... stick, to remain stuck to the past?" And he took it with him! (Mother
laughs) He's going to say that right in Parliament!
***
Another note:

"As the origin of these sayings is not mental, I cannot give to them any mental
explanation."
Yes, this, too... They ask me questions (it's not me who answers: it's Sri Aurobindo), and then they ask
me (K. especially, he specializes in it), "In your message, you said such and such a thing, does it mean
this or does it mean that?" Oh!...
So this time, I answered.
***
Mother goes on
sorting her notes:

Previously I used to tear them to pieces and throw them into the wastepaper basket, then I realized they
collected all those torn pieces and went through a tremendous toil to put them back together!...
When I really want to get rid of something, I burn it myself.... I've burned lots of things.
You know that I burned all those notebooks.... For - how many years? - at least four or five years,
every day I used to write those Prayers and Meditations (I had several notebooks of them, big like
this). Then, when Sri Aurobindo told me to make a book out of them (naturally, as it was written every
day, there were some repetitions), I made my choice; I selected and extracted all those he wanted (I
also kept a few, which I extracted and distributed), and as for the rest... It was a long, long time ago, I
was still living over there.82 The last times I wrote, it was after my return from Japan, that is, in 1920.
In 1920 I still wrote a little, then stopped. Then Sri Aurobindo chanced on it, and he told me it had to
be published. I said all right, made a selection, and what to do with the rest? So I burned it.
Oh, what didn't I hear!...
I said, "Well, that's what you should do with your past: burn it with the fire of aspiration."
Otherwise, you always remain hitched and fastened, a slave everywhere, with millstones around your
neck.
But I tell you, later I realized that if I didn't burn my papers myself, the others kept the pieces!...
There were things on which I had written "To be destroyed if I were to leave this body," "Destroy
without opening." Then I realized I couldn't trust anyone! So I destroyed them myself.
82Franois Martin Street.

Even when I write accounts, they ask me for the pieces of paper! I have given bundles of them to
Champaklal. He keeps them. He has kept... Sri Aurobindo used to burn coils83 in his room, to repel
mosquitoes, and he's kept all the ash of those coils! He has such a big pot full of all the ash! Burnt
matchsticks too! He's kept and sorted everything - organized, labeled and all!... Very well.
So I know from experience what they do... (laughing) I take my precautions!

July 12, 1967
(Mother had asked Satprem to listen for her to a recording of European music.)
That screaming soprano was quite simply abominable. Even Schubert's music, even Haydn's trio
seemed to me artificial.
I can no longer hear music.
Now and then, two or three notes are very good, but the rest is mental construction. I can no longer
hear music.
Except for Sunil's music - that's all right. Still, there are "stopgaps," but not too many, not a lot.
***
Yesterday, I received twenty-six letters in a single day! Today, there's already a pile of them! So how
can they imagine I'll find the time to answer?... I reply to four, five, six letters a day, I think that's good
enough! (Mother laughs)
***
Later:

That's how it is. All of a sudden, for two or three seconds, you seem to be holding the key. And all
that's conventionally called "miracle" looks like the simplest thing in the world: "But it's perfectly
simple, all you have to do is this!" And then... it goes away. And once it's gone, you try and try -
absolutely useless.
But when it's there, it's so simple, so natural! And absolutely all-powerful.
(silence)
83Coils of incense that burn slowly while releasing a very fragrant smoke.

A world of things that one could say. But saying them spoils them.
One thing that seems to be trying to come is the power to heal. But not at all as it's described, it's
not that at all - it doesn't give a sense of "healing," you understand. It's... (Mother searches for words)
putting things back in order. But that's not it either.... It's a little something that disappears, and that
little something is... essentially it's the Falsehood.
It's very strange.
Basically, it's what gives the ordinary human consciousness the sense of reality. That's what must
disappear. What we call "concrete," a "concrete reality"... yes, what truly gives you the sense of real
existence - that's what must disappear and be replaced by... It's inexpressible.
(silence)

Now I can follow.
I remember, when I came back after having BEEN those bursts - those pulsations, those bursts of
creative Love,84 when I returned to the ordinary consciousness (while retaining the very real memory of
That, of the state), well, that state, which I felt to be pulsations of creative Love, is what must, is That
which must replace here this consciousness of concrete reality - which is, which becomes unreal: it's
like something lifeless - hard, dry, inert, lifeless. And to our ordinary consciousness (I remember how
it was in the past), that's what gives you the impression, "This is concrete, this is real." Well, "this," this
sensation, is what must be replaced by the phenomenon of consciousness of that Pulsation. And That
(Mother makes an intense gesture enfolding her whole face) is at the same time all-light, all-power, allintensity of love, and such FULLNESS! It's so full that... where That is, nothing else can exist. And
when That is here, in the body, in the cells, then all you have to do is focus It on someone or
something, and order is instantly restored in the person or the thing.
So, translated into ordinary words, it "heals." It heals the disease. But it doesn't heal it: it annuls it....
Yes, it annuls it.
It unrealizes it.
Absolutely. I have concrete proof of it.
Any disease, any disease whatsoever.
(silence)

And the condition of all the cells (the vibrations that make up this body) is undeniably what makes the
thing [healing] possible or not; that is, depending on the body's condition, it serves either as a
transmitter, or on the contrary as an obstruction. Because it's not a "higher force" acting in others
THROUGH Matter: it's a direct action (horizontal gesture, on a level) from matter to matter.
What people generally call "healing power" is a very great mental or vital power that imposes itself
through the resistance of Matter - but this isn't at all the same thing! It's the contagion of a vibration.
And then it's irrevocable.
But it's gone in a flash. It's only a promise or an example of what will be: it WILL be like that,
obviously. Obviously. When?... That's another question.

84Experience of April 13, 1962.

(silence)

Right here, this Vibration is felt as... (Mother gestures as if everything were swelling). You understand,
it [the body's ordinary condition] is tied up, it's tied and bound, I might almost say hardened, I don't
know; and at such times, it seems to swell, to expand.
Only, it's momentary.
***
(At the end of the conversation, Mother shows Satprem a note she wrote the same morning:)
"Instead of excluding each other, religions should complement each other."
Sri Aurobindo said that to me; it's so simple, so simple!
I was looking at all those religions, seeing them as facets, innumerable facets that harden and brace
themselves against each other, and he seemed to be saying, "Well, put it all together, it will be so
simple!"
Just one sentence, not one word too many.

July 15, 1967
Someone here, whose name is S., a man over forty (oh, yes, much older than that, I think he is
approaching fifty), has been learning French, but so energetically that he writes French really
remarkably. He regularly sends me questions in French, and because of the care with which he writes, I
reply. The other day, he wrote to me (I forget his exact words, but it was very well put) that he had just
realized that aspiration for progress and the result of the aspiration were both the divine Grace, the
effect of the divine Grace.... So I thought, "Well, well, let me see if he knows French well enough to
have a sense of humor." And I replied this:
"One could say humorously that we are all divine but scarcely know it, and it is just what
in us does not know it or is unaware of being divine that we call ourselves!"
I'll see his reaction.
Afterwards something came, and I wrote it in its definitive form (in English it's better):
"For the Truth-vision all of us are divine, but we scarcely know it and in our being it is
just what does not know it that we call ourselves."

***
(A little later, about a spelling mistake Satprem points out to Mother:)
It's the infinitive, here, Mother!
(Mother laughs) I've forgotten my grammar!
I quite understand! It's so artificial.
You know, I have no memory left at all, only the consciousness, and to the consciousness that's
meaningless!
Lately, there came, oh, quite a number of such examples which unfolded before me, and I
wondered, "But why is it this way? It's meaningless, it doesn't make any sense."
How did it take shape? Through habit? Or was it decided by minds?
By minds: grammarians.
There's a whole world of things people know by sheer habit automatically, which have been completely
erased (because all habits are increasingly being erased), so at times it's embarrassing! And it comes
back, all those things come back like that, as if on a screen (but the screen of consciousness), and those
that correspond to a reality come forward like a picture, with the reality behind, so then it's very easy:
you catch hold of the reality and it's over. But with many there's only the picture and nothing behind!
So what do you replace them with?
When it comes to languages, it's very interesting.... Those are things that come, stay for an hour or
two, then go away, they are like lessons, things to be learned. And so, one day, there came the question
of languages, the different languages. Those languages took shape little by little (probably through
usage, until, as you said, one day someone took it into his head to fix it in a logical and grammatical
way), but behind those languages, there are identical experiences - identical in their essence - and there
are certainly sounds that correspond to those experiences; you find those sounds in all languages, the
different sounds with minor alterations One day, for a long time (more than an hour), it unfolded with
ail the proof in support, for all languages. Unfortunately, I didn't see clearly, it was in the night, so I
couldn't note it down and it went away. But it should be able to come back. It was really interesting...
(Mother tries to recall the experience) There were even languages I had never heard: I've heard many
European languages, in India several Indian languages, chiefly Sanskrit, and then, Japanese And there
were languages I had never heard. It was all there. And there were sounds, certain sounds that come
from all the way up, sounds... (how can I explain?), sounds we might call "essential." And I saw how
they took shape and were distorted in languages (Mother draws a sinuous line that branches out on its
way down) Sounds like the affirmative and the negative - what, for us, is "yes" and "no" - and also the
expression of certain relationships (Mother tries to remember). But the interesting point was that it
came with all the words, loads of words I didn't know! And at that time I knew them (it comes from a
subconscient somewhere), I knew all those words.
At the same time, there was a sort of capacity or possibility, a state in which one was able to

understand all languages; that is every language was understood because of its connection with that
region (gesture to the heights, at the origin of sounds). There didn't seem to be any difficulty in
understanding every language.
There was a sort of almost graphic explanation (same sinuous line branching out on its way down)
showing how the sound had been distorted to express this or that or...
It's a whole field of observation that's part of the study of vibrations: how essential vibrations are
distorted as they spread out, and thus produce the different states - on the psychological level, on the
level of thought, on the level of action, and also of languages, of expression.
Two or three days ago (this is part of the same field), I saw a baby girl who was born in America
just while we were having here the meditation of 4.5.67. That child was born in America (of an Indian
mother and an Indian father; the father was here, the mother there), and they brought her to me: a baby
no bigger than this, microscopic!... Her eyes were closed, a tiny thing: two-odd months old. The child
was sleeping in her mother's arms, carried by her mother, her eyes closed, naturally. And - plop! - they
put her in my lap without warning - a tiny little thing like this. At first I stayed put, giving her time to
adapt to the new vibration. She began stirring as if something were waking her up, probably the
difference in the atmosphere. Then (gesture of descent) I immediately applied the consciousness: the
Consciousness, the Presence. And the child opened her two arms like this (gesture like a Christ with
arms outstretched), she opened her eyes and looked - such eyes! Magnificent with light, with
consciousness, it was magnificent!... It lasted maybe a minute, not more, not even that long. Then she
seemed to give a start, so I withdrew the Force because (laughing) I became wary. And she started
wriggling and... But that look and that gesture - a gesture of... (same gesture like a Christ), with such
aspiration, such light!... It was magnificent.
I don't know who is there?... We'll know one day. It gave me the sensation of being a force or a
principle rather than a person; it didn't have that... that cramped character of personality.
The eyes were magnificent, with such consciousness! With the joy of conscious aspiration - it was
magnificent. Then, afterwards, there was almost a sort of convulsion (it was too much, of course), so I
withdrew the Force.
The matter [of the child] was of good quality, not heavy, only not very strong, not strong enough to
bear "that."
Oh, and then I should have shown you photos of R., they were sent to me yesterday.... R. is a
strapping fellow!
Is it simply the reproduction of the parents or something else?
The day the child was born, there came a telegram from America (dating from the day before)
announcing the death of Paul Richard. The two things came together. I was surprised. I must admit I
said, "Well, well!..." Because Paul Richard (unless he fell into complete stupor after I left him, I don't
know!), I had given him much occult knowledge, including the ability to leave one's body and enter
another. So... It's not impossible.
And for some time (for about a week), I'd been seeing his thought coming here and hovering about,
like that. Which is to say that the news of his death was no surprise to me. But what I found interesting
was this: the coincidence of the telegram and the birth.
The [child's] present form cannot reflect it [Richard]: it's something that will develop in that
direction little by little. We'll see. For the moment, he is really his father's and mother's son!
Interesting children, those that are born now.

***
(Then Mother listens to Satprem reading from the notebook of a disciple who asks questions on the
soul or "psychic being.")
He asks: "From life to life, the vibrations of the being develop, enrich and give form to the psychic
personality behind the frontal personality. But then, how does the psychic, weighed down by those
vibrations and memories, remain free?"
What? Do you understand what that means?
There are two rather unrelated things.
But why does he say "weighed down"?
All those vibrations that contribute to the development of the being "weigh the psychic down," he
says.
No, it SIFTS them. That's precisely what happens: the psychic doesn't retain things in their totality: it
sifts them - it sifts the vibrations as they come along.
The psychic memory is a sifted memory of events. In previous lives, for instance, there were
moments when, for some reason or other, the psychic was present and took part, and it thus keeps the
memory of just one circumstance. But the memory it keeps is the PSYCHIC life of that moment; so
even if it retains the memory of a scene, it is a simplified scene, translated in the psychic consciousness
and according to the psychic vibration of all those present.
He wouldn't ask such a question if he had ever had a psychic memory, because when you have one
it's perfectly obvious.
Before I had the knowledge, before I met Thon and knew about those things, I had had memories
that had always struck me because of their special character.... It's like having, not exactly an emotion,
but a certain vibration of emotion associated with an occurrence. And that's what is full, what remains
and lasts. And along with that, you have a perception - a bit vague, a bit fuzzy - of the people who
were there, of the circumstances, the events, and that makes up a psychic memory.
What remains isn't often the events that the mind regards as the most memorable or the most
important in a life, but the moments when the psychic took part - consciously took part in the
occurrence. That's what remains.
I could have narrated many such memories, it's very interesting.
I had many in Italy. I traveled in Italy with my mother when I was fifteen, and I had lived a former
life in Italy which was very conscious. So when I saw the places, it [the psychic vibration of emotion]
would spring up suddenly. And it would come along with the scene.... What's in the foreground is the
psychic movement (the word "emotion" isn't good, but anyway), it's the psychic movement which is in
front and is important - that's what comes; the rest is like a background reflection: that is, forms,
situations, circumstances.... I noted some down. Did you ever see something I wrote about a life in
Italy? An old, old thing.... Fifteen - I had that experience when I was fifteen. I don't even know where I
put it away, I don't think that paper is with me, I don't know where it is.... I narrated it a little later.
When I met Thon, I understood my experience because it was explained to me (I didn't say the thing,

but I understood afterwards, once I knew about the states of being, their working and all that), so I
understood that was what a psychic memory was.
Before I knew anything mentally, I had had a considerable number of memories from past lives, but
in that way: real psychic memories, not mental fabrications. And what comes first is emotion
("emotion": the psychic feeling), it's vivid, strong, you know, very strong; then, as a sort of background
setting, there are the forms, appearances, circumstances, with something like the quality of a nebulous
memory, and they come along with the psychic feeling.
I had that experience in Italy when I was fifteen, while traveling with my mother, and it struck me
very much - it was very striking indeed! It was the memory of having been strangled in the Doges'
prison. Quite a story. Afterwards I inquired; I inquired about the names, the facts, the events (I was able
to inquire in Italy about what had happened - it was in Venice - and it tallied marvelously). But the
interesting thing, from an external point of view... I was visiting the entire Palazzo ducale with my
mother and a group of travelers shown about by a guide: they take you underground, where the prisons
were located. Then the guide started telling some story (which didn't interest me) when, all of a sudden,
I was seized by a kind of force that came into me, and then, without even - without even being aware
of it, I went to a corner and saw a written word. It was... But then, there came at the same time the
memory that I had written it. And the whole scene came back: I was the one who had written that word
on the wall (and I saw it, saw it with my physical eyes, the writing was still there; the guide said that all
the walls with writings on them made by the Doges' prisoners had been kept intact). Then the scene
went on: I saw, I had the sensation of people entering and catching hold of me (I was there with a
prisoner - I wasn't the prisoner: I was visiting him). I was there, and then some people came and seized
me and... (gesture to the neck) tied me up. And then (I was with a whole group of about ten people
listening to the guide, near a small aperture opening onto the canal), then, the sensation of being lifted
and thrown through the aperture.... Well, you understand, I was fifteen, so naturally...! I told my
mother, "Let's get out of here!" (Mother laughs)
It was hard to restrain myself. We left.
But afterwards I made inquiries, I questioned and researched (we had some family there, 85 I knew
some people), and I found out it was absolutely true. It was a true story, with the names and all (now
it's all gone). A doge86 had imprisoned his predecessor's son as a living danger to him, as he had tried to
replace his father. So the doge, who had taken the father's place, sent the son to prison. But the
daughter of this doge was in love with the son, and she found a way to go and visit him. Then the doge,
in his rage, decided to have her drowned. The whole story was there. And it was really spontaneous: I
knew nothing of it (it's the kind of stories they don't teach you in another country, they're known only
locally).
That's my story. I found it very interesting.
But the very interesting part was that thing which told me, "Over there." I went and saw, and found
written on the wall precisely what I remembered having myself written.
I've had many such memories (but that one was interesting), a great many, so that I know precisely
the nature of the things that stay on and are part of the development of the psychic being.
There was another experience I had a little later (a little later, around eighteen or nineteen), in which
I suddenly found myself riding a horse, in a man's costume, leading armies to a fantastic victory; and it
was the glory of the sense of the presence of the Force of Victory that made me lead the army to
85Elvire, the eldest daughter of Mother's grandmother, Mira Ismalun, had married an Italian.
86Mother later saw a connection between this doge and Theon (see also Agenda III, June 30, 1962).

victory. Afterwards, I remembered the costume I was wearing, the people's costumes, everything, and...
I saw it was Murat's famous victory. 87 I was... (how can I put it?) the victorious spirit in Murat. And
NOTHING MORE. SO when people tell you, "I was this person, that person," it's all tales: it's forces,
states of consciousness that manifested in certain individualities at certain moments in their lives and
which, at such moments, touched Matter concretely. And all that is gathered, collected together little by
little, gradually, till it produces a conscious being.
Now, this [Mother's being] is a rather special conscious being.... The psychic of this life (laughing)
was rather collective! Memories of Catherine the Great, memories of Elizabeth, memories of two lives
at the same time (!) in the age of Francis I, 88 memories... innumerable memories, and quite diverse.
Each one... It's not that you were in such or such person for his or her whole life: you were the
important psychic MOMENT in those lives.
I stopped paying attention to all that when I came here - it was part of occult knowledge, not of
spiritual knowledge. I stopped paying attention to it. But now that everything is being gathered
together, it comes like that, like a part of the work, because... the cells participated to some extent when
I had those visions, in the sense that they had the vibration in themselves; so all those vibrations have
participated in the formation of all these cells, and now they relive it all. It gives them a possibility of
breadth, of diversity, of synthesis and coordination of many, a great many things. And the sense of
having thus lived for a long, long, long time.
(silence)

Before I came to India for the first time, I was twenty-two and knew nothing of spirituality or
anything else, but I spent a month in Egypt, and for a month I lived in a state of extraordinary
emotion, without knowing why.
Ah!
I was in a state of constant emotion: everything held me spellbound. Egypt made an extraordinary
impression on me.
Ah, but we lived together in Egypt. I've known you from the time of Egypt, 89 I know that. You are one
of those to whom I said in Egypt, "I promise you that you will be part... that you will be on earth at the
hour of realization." There are a few of them - not many (Mother makes a gesture of being scattered
across the world). But I know that!
I made that promise to a certain number of people - not all in the same age: at different stages.
Did you go to Thebes?
Yes, I did.
Did you like it?
87Mother already recounted this experience in Agenda VII, November 3, 1966.
88Mona Lisa and Marguerite de Navarre. See Agenda III of June 30, 1962.
89See also Agenda I, October 30, 1960.

Oh, it was... that's where I had the most emotion.
Exactly.
(silence)

I don't generally talk about these things because it fastens people to the past: they try to relive what
they lived, so you understand, that spoils everything.
But it's a sort of sensation I have: it doesn't correspond to anything here (gesture to the head), it's a
sensation, the sensation of an atmosphere, or rather, of a kind of vibration which has already been felt,
and so can easily be traced back to when and where.
Oh, there are amusing things.
Egypt was an extremely occult age, at that time they really had occult knowledge. So that gives you
a power over the invisible, you can act there consciously.
There was one thing (which I told you, I think): for a while (it didn't last long), for a few days, there
was a sort of need to know how people spoke, the sounds that were used. 90 If I had insisted, it would
probably have come: how I used to say things, how that consciousness used to express itself.... That
hasn't been preserved.
Our age will be far more durable in memory... if things aren't destroyed - we'll just have to turn on
a machine.
Unfortunately, there won't be much worth preserving from our age!
Oh!... That's a remarkable thing: in every age, and probably on the contrary, the farther you go into the
past, there's a jumble, a clutter of quite uninteresting things - which disappear. They disappear, they are
destroyed. There only remains what had an interesting inner life. So the past seems to us much more
interesting than the present, but from our age all the clutter will also disappear and be dissolved in the
same way, and only the best will remain, except if they use mechanical means to preserve loads of
recordings of heaps of stupidities. But otherwise...
I have, for instance, an impression (a strong impression) that in the Assyrian age they had a means,
they had found a means to record and preserve sound. It must have been destroyed, it disappeared. But
it's a very strong impression, linked to certain memories and [psychic] impressions like the ones I said:
they aren't ideas, but... [vibrations]. There was a capacity to make the invisible speak, you understand.
They had a machine. It must have been destroyed with the rest?
The oldest memory we have is the first Chinese attempts. It's in China that a machine to reproduce
sound, to preserve and reproduce sound, was first found.
The Chinese were very inventive.
(silence)

I had a very strong impression, which, so to speak, crystallized when I went to China 91 (I know nothing
90See conversation of May 10, 1967 (Amenhotep).
91In 1920, when Mother sailed back to Pondicherry from Japan, at the time when Mao Tse-tung was writing The Great
Union of Popular Masses.

of China: a city or two, a port or two, that's nothing; but still you pick up a bit of the atmosphere): the
origin of those people is lunar. There must have been beings living on the moon, and they (or a few of
them, I don't know) took refuge on the earth when the moon was dying. And that was the origin of the
Chinese race.
They are very peculiar.... They don't at all have the same kind of vital being as all the other human
beings, not at all.
Theirs is a strange vital.
What kind of vital?
Cold.
Cold: intellectual and cold. Cold. It's very insensitive. And the strange thing is that their sensitivity
isn't the same at all, it's extremely blunted.

July 19, 1967
(Following the last conversation on the psychic being.)
These last few days I've had a series of experiences on this very subject, very interesting experiences....
With the same person, whom I see every day, let's say, or very often, the impression the contact has (an
impression that stays on for a shorter or longer time) depends on the presence of the psychic. With the
same person, you understand, the same relationship, at certain times it becomes full and you have the
sense of something... yes, full - not exactly "living," but... (I can't say "solid" because there's nothing
hard about it), but full, substantial; then, at other times, it's thin, fleeting, neutral. And I have observed
(with the same people in the same circumstances), at times you have the sense of a... more than living
contact (the word "living" isn't enough), an EXISTENT contact, rather; an existent, durable contact
(but not "durable" in time: durable in its nature); at other times with the very same people (often in the
same circumstances), it's thin, flat, it's dry, superficial - it may be very active, apparently very living,
but it has no depth.... And I have seen that it is when the psychic participates and when it doesn't.
So I have now reached the point where every minute I can feel ("feel," I don't mean perceive
psychically, I mean feel materially) when the psychic is there and when it isn't. It's very interesting.
These last few days.
And it makes the whole difference, in the sense that... Well, it's like the difference between a picture
or a representation or a narration and the thing itself - between a picture and the thing itself, between a
narration and the thing itself. That's the difference. With the one, it EXISTS; with the other, it may be
living, but it's... superficial and... momentary. And as I said the other day, it doesn't at all depend on
how important what you are doing is (important according to the mental notion, of course), on how
important what you are doing is or how grave the circumstance, none of all that: simply, the psychic is
there or it isn't. That's all.

Which amounts to saying that the CELLS THEMSELVES feel the difference, perceive the
difference.
Now I don't remember, because I don't note those things mentally, but it's an experience I had with
someone I see very often (maybe every day, I don't know, I forget who it was). One day, for a time, the
impression of an existent relationship, full and... I could call it "comfortable," with a sense of security;
the same person in the same circumstances: suddenly like an image of himself: hollow (mentally very
living and active), but hollow and dry, indifferent - nonexistent, so to say.
That was a few days ago. I forget who it was.
And it has given me the key to the whole entire problem.
Basically, we could say that it's the difference between the same life, the same existence, the same
organization - the same life on earth - with the Divine's Presence now perceptible, now unmanifest.
And that's how it is from the point of view of the entire earth.
***
Soon afterwards:

What do you WANT?
(silence)

I know very well what I want.
(Mother goes into a long concentration
lasting about a half-hour)

Nothing to say?
One should remember always.
Remember... Did you feel anything special?
Yes.
What?
I did something - not something special because I usually do it - but more totally, I might say, than
usual. I'd like to know if you felt anything?
I don't know.... It seemed so much THAT.
Yes.
I told you the other day about what I call the "transfer"; for two days (more than two: several days,
but especially yesterday and today), a work has been going on to make it continual, that is, to allow
nothing except That.
Then there begins to come a kind of material power of EXTENDING - extending the zone, you

understand, extending it like that (encompassing gesture) to what's immediately near. So today, instead
of applying the Force like this (gesture from high to low), as I always used to do, I... it was as if
encompassing your body in the same movement of the cells.
It was successful enough! And I'd like to know if you felt a difference.
I've never had such a strong impression of That, and... so strongly THERE.
Ah! Then that's it.
I do it at night for you, only it's more subtle than with the physical presence.
(silence)

It's being done.
It's being done in the sense that it's becoming more and more constant.
It is the action of a perfectly conscious aspiration, increasingly constant, and the Response which
brings the immediate result of that aspiration.... But it's still a completely new field - new from that
total, integral point of view. Formerly, everything going on in the body (I don't mean this one, I mean it
in a general way) was a reflection and an effect of the "Thing," while now, it is the Thing itself. But the
millennial habit of being otherwise is so strong that the impression is... It's like... (the comparison is
poor, but anyway), like stretching a rubber band; so, as long as you keep it stretched (gesture of
keeping Matter at full stretch), the effect is there; but if the tension stops, even for a second (gesture of
abrupt flattening), it falls back out of habit.... Which compels you to constant tension. But it won't
always be like that. It is the transition from one habit to another; once the other movement is
established, then it will be natural, this constant tension won't be necessary.
We'll see how much time it takes.
And for the first time with you, I (because the result, too, was rather concrete and constant this
morning), I tried to encompass. It's far from being what it should be, but there has been a result. It's
very far from being "that" which it should be, but...
(silence)

This extraordinary impression of the unreality of suffering, unreality of diseases, unreality... It's very
strange. Then that whole millennial habit comes along and tries to deny and say... and say that it is the
state you are in which is unreal! So then, it's there. Because there is no mental action or thought or any
such thing: it's all in the vibrations... There are moments, you know, of inexpressible glory, but it's
fleeting. And the other thing is there - pressing all around....
When you succeed in keeping the [material] mind absolutely inactive, it's relatively easier, but
when the mind comes and assails, then... Then you almost have to use violence to repulse the
onslaught, to establish silence.
That's why until you reach that state in which the mind can be like this (vast, calm gesture),
absolutely still... When there is nothing except the consciousness, then it's all right. Before that, it
seems impossible, an impossible work. But when the mind is replaced by the consciousness, then...
There's no time left for anything. We'll work some other day!
(Mother laughs)

July 22, 1967
I told you there is someone here learning French (and learning it very well, I must say) whom I
answered with a joke to see if he had a sense of humor. And the next day he, in turn, sent me a joke!
"In the work of transformation, who is slower in doing his work, man or God?"
My answer:
"To man, God is too slow in answering his prayer." To God, man is too slow in opening
to His influence." But to the Truth-Consciousness, everything is going as it should!"
(Mother laughs)

Then I have something else. I have been asked questions about music: "What is it we should attend to
in music? How to judge the quality of a piece of music? What do you think of light music (cinema, jazz,
etc.), which our children like very much?"
I replied this (it was yesterday):
"The role of music lies in helping the consciousness to uplift itself towards the spiritual
heights.
"All that lowers the consciousness, encourages desires and excites the passions runs
counter to the true goal of music and ought to be avoided.
"It is not a question of designation but of inspiration...
Yes, because he says "light music," but I've heard light music that I found exceedingly lovely! Even
some pieces of film music that were magnificent, and on the other hand some "classical" pieces, oh,
how boring! So...
"...and the spiritual consciousness alone can judge there."
Because at the School they play music every Saturday, and they've begun quarreling about the kind of
music that should be played; then one boy said, "As for me, I LOVE light music, I find it VERY
amusing." (Mother laughs) So they looked down on him scornfully! And they wrote to ask me. So
that's what I replied!
"Light" music! Of course, jazz music... but even there, there are very nice passages, one can't say.
One can't say.

Ultimately, it doesn't at all depend on the musician's intention: it depends on the STATE he himself
was in. If you feel very joyful and suddenly hear sounds expressing a very light, very free joy, and put
it into music, it's marvelous. While if you are grave, serious, see all the human misery, and put it into
thick, ponderous sounds, and, oh, if it's made into orchestral music that bores you stiff... (Mother
laughs)
Wait, there's something else again.... Oh, poor K., he conducted examinations (they're out of their
minds with their exams!), he conducted examinations on a text or a subject he had dictated to the
students in his class. In other words, they had the answer quite ready. Two of the boys (one of whom K.
finds very intelligent - he is, moreover - and has a liking for, while he doesn't like the other) were late,
and K. asked the boy he doesn't like to bring him at home the result of their work. He brought it. K.
read it, and to one of the questions, the two boys' answers were not quite identical but extremely
similar. That was precisely the. subject K. had dictated to the students, so it was natural enough that the
answers should be similar. K. "felt" right away that the boy had copied from the other, and told him so!
The boy lost his temper and spoke to him rather rudely. So K. writes to tell me the whole story, in his
own way, and the boy writes to tell me the whole story, in his own way, moreover expressing regret
that he was rude to his teacher. But K. remains convinced that he copied. So, a flood of letters... Finally
I wrote K., "Send me the two texts, I will see" (not "see" with my eyes, but like that, "feeling" the
thing). The boy did NOT copy. But to me, it's far worse, because it means K. made a mental formation
with words - words put in a certain order - and stuffed it into their brains. And they repeat it parrot
fashion - naturally, it bears an extraordinary similarity to his teaching. Finally, K. told me, "If I accept
that the boy didn't copy, I am obliged to give him a very good mark, which I can't do!" (Mother laughs)
And he asks me, "What should I do?" I replied yesterday evening: "There is a very simple way out:
cancel the test. Take all the papers, tie them into a bundle, put them away in your cupboard, and
pretend it never existed - and in future, no more exams! At the end of the year, when you have to give
marks to the students, well, instead of using such an artificial method, you will be obliged to observe
attentively, follow the child's inner development, have a deeper contact with him (Mother laughs
mockingly), and know if he has really understood or not! Then you will be able to give marks, instead
of basing yourself on the parrotlike repetition of something they learned without understanding." And I
sent that. So now, they're in a fix! (Mother laughs) I find it so funny, it's great fun!
They had to hold a "teachers' meeting" to face up to my answer! (Mother laughs) I upset the whole
School!
One of the teachers has already answered me, "It's impossible to know the students' progress unless
tests are taken." To this I didn't exactly reply what I thought, but I thought: of course, if the teacher is
an idiot, he can't judge the students' progress unless he makes them take tests, but if he is an intelligent
man with a psychic sense, there are a thousand ways to find out if a student has understood.
So they've had their meeting.
But in the technical field, it's more difficult to judge progress.
Ah, yes, that's what they base themselves on. But it makes no difference! Two of the teachers of
technology have shown how, in the purely technical field, it was possible to judge without the need for
exams. No, you see, I know, I did my studies there, in France, there were lots of exams and I know how
it is. I attended (I was young at the time, but that makes no difference), I attended exams like the ones
taken for certificates, I saw the pupils who were there, I saw how they answered.... It's one of my very
concrete experiences: the ones that pass are NOT AT ALL the more intelligent ones! Never. They are
the ones that repeat parrot fashion. They repeat very nicely. They have no understanding of what they
say.

Anyhow, I think we'll get somewhere.
But yesterday evening, with this poor K., what fun I had!... I said, take it or leave it - either the
teachers stop writing to me and asking me anything (which would give me time: I am overburdened
with letters), or if they write to me, well, too bad, they've got to take it. I can't tell them what will please
them.
Our School professes to follow a "new method" - the very least it could do would be to follow it!

(Mother gives Satprem the text of the three letters she sent to the teacher on the question of
examinations at the School:)
(The teacher's question:)

"About this cheating in exams, what am I to do? Should we, as is done outside, keep three
teachers in the room to watch vigilantly? - The teachers don't like that way of doing things
here in the Ashram.
"Or should we abolish tests? This proposal seems to me doubtful, for exercises and essays
amount to the same thing.
"The problem is there, at any rate, and to solve it truly we should understand why the
children behave that way.
"Please tell me the cause of this perversion and the solution to the problem."
(Mother's reply:)
"It is quite simple. The majority of children study because they are forced to by family,
habit, current ideas, not because they want to learn and know. Until the motive for their
studies is rectified, until they learn because they want to know, they will use all kinds of
tricks to make their work easier and get results with the least effort."
(July 13, 1967)

(A few days later, Mother sent the following letter, in English:)
"The only solution is to annul this test and all that are to come. Keep all the papers with
you in a closed bundle - as something that has not been - and continue quietly your classes.
"At the end of the year you will give notes to the students, not based on written test-papers,
but on their behaviour, their concentration, their regularity, their promptness to understand
and their openness of intelligence.
"For yourself you will take it as a discipline to rely more on inner contact, keen
observation, and impartial outlook.
"For the students it will be the necessity of understanding truly what they learn and not to
repeat as a parrot what they have not fully understood.
"And thus a true progress will have been made in the teaching."
(July 21, 1967)

(Then, the next day, Mother sent this third note:)
"I find tests an obsolete and ineffective way of knowing if the students are intelligent,
willing and attentive.
"A silly, mechanical mind can very well answer a test if the memory is good and these are
certainly not the qualities required for a man of the future.
"It is by tolerance for the old habits that I consented that those who want tests can have
them. But I hope that in future this concession will not be necessary.
"To know if a student is good needs, if the tests are abolished, a little more inner contact
and psychological knowledge for the teacher. But our teachers are expected to do Yoga, so
this ought not to be difficult for them."
(July 22, 1967)

***
Soon afterwards, regarding
a letter of Sri Aurobindo's:

"...But in physics you are in the very domain of the mechanical law where process is
everything and the driving consciousness has chosen to conceal itself with the greatest
thoroughness - so that, 'scientifically speaking', it does not exist there. One can discover
it there by occultism and yoga, but the methods of occult science and of yoga are not
measurable or followable by the means of physical science - so the gulf remains in
existence. It may be bridged one day, but the physicist is not likely to be the bridgebuilder, so it is no use asking him to try what is beyond his province."
November 5, 1934
(XXII.201)

That's just the big quarrel with the Government!... The Government says, "We can't recognize you as a
"research School' because the progress of yoga can't be measured." Exactly what Sri Aurobindo says! If
we published this letter, it would give the Government full ammunition!
You remember, in America a society or university or whatever opened a kind of competition to
"prove life after death,"92 and they gave two or three questions to be resolved. And I was asked, "Why
don't you answer?" I said, the questions are not properly formulated, they're asked by ignorant people,
so how can one answer? (I told you that long ago, I think.) Well, it's the same thing here. What they ask
is ignorant, it isn't properly formulated; it's formulated by people who don't understand anything, so
how can we answer them!
***

92It was in fact an American miner who left a will promising a certain number of thousands of dollars to anyone who could
supply the required proof (see Agenda VII of November 3, 1966).

Mother turns to other tasks:

In a magazine (I think it's Life, an American magazine), they published the story of a man (who is in
fact one of the editors or administrators of the magazine), a man who was given an injection of
penicillin but was allergic to penicillin. And lo and behold, all his cells begin to dissolve, while he,
entirely conscious and as if concentrated in his brain, watches the dissolution. When it reached up to
the heart, the doctors declared him dead.... The impression it had on him was that the cells had a kind
of expanding movement, then burst and dissolved one after another: feet, legs, abdomen, everything.
And when it reached the heart, the doctor said, "He's dead." But he had taken refuge in his brain and
thought, "I must hold out; if I can hold out here, concentrate and resist here, all will be well." And that's
what he did. Then he felt all at once a power, he says, something so luminous, so beautiful, so gentle,
so... so much more full of love than anything else in the world, such a marvelous sensation... that he let
himself melt into it, and after some time, order returned everywhere and he came back to life! He
describes that. He describes it (with sentences: it's in a magazine, so he makes sentences), but his
experience is really interesting. You see, because of that will to concentrate in what he conceived to be
the essential part of his being, the center of his life, he suddenly found himself in the presence of that
"power".... He said he tried to recapture it afterwards, but "I forget what it was, I no longer remember,
except for that sensation, more marvelous than anything one can conceive."93
I found that interesting.
And that brought him back to life.
(silence)

I took it as one of the signs that the Force is really at work. Because I don't think that man had done any
yoga, he knew nothing about those things; he is just a gentleman-who's-had-an-injection-of-penicillin
which he can't tolerate (those accidents happen often enough), nothing else. There was just this idea
that the brain is the conscious part of the being, and if he concentrated there... His idea was, "I want to
know what's happening, I want to be conscious of what's happening, I want to see what's happening."
So that's what pulled the Force. A simple thing.
It seems to me there is a progress in human consciousness - that's my impression.
An awakening.
***
Then Mother goes into
93Here is the person's description: "External awareness had slipped away - I heard, saw nothing. I sagged forward as my
wife held my head to keep me from pitching from the chair. To the Doctor I had reached clinical death. But for me there
was a surge of inner awareness - magnified, finely focused, brilliant. It is a progressive thing, this death. You feel the toes
going first, then the feet, cell by cell, death churning them like waves washing the sands. Now the legs, the cells winking
out. Closer now, and the visibility is better. Hands, arms, abdomen and chest, each cell flaring into a supernova, then gone.
There is order and system in death, as in all that is life. I must try to control the progression, to save the brain for last so that
it may know. Now the neck. The lower jaw. The teeth. How strange to feel one's teeth die, one by one, cell igniting cell,
galaxies of cells dying in brilliance. Now, in retrospect, I grope for this other thing. There was something else, something
that I felt or experienced or beheld at the very last instant. What was it? I knew it so well when it was there, opening before
me, something more beautiful, more gentle, more loving than the mind or imagination of living creature could ever
conceive. But it is gone." David Snell, Life Senior Editor (extract from Life; May 29, 1967).

a long concentration:

I have seen something.... In its totality, it is luminous, but not radiant, it's extremely peaceful, and as if
golden, but not dazzling (I don't know how to explain...), like a creamy and golden light. Very, very
peaceful. But in it there were patches (as they say in English) of three VERY bright colors that were
grouped together, as it were, and as though organized. There was a dazzling red, ruby red; a bluish
white, almost pearl-gray, very luminous, too; and... (Mother tries to remember) It's gone, I don't
remember if it was.... Yes, it was green, but an emerald green that was also luminous - luminous and
transparent. They were like demarcated zones, but their positions were changing (Mother makes a
rotating gesture, like the lights in a kaleidoscope). They were almost like entities. And it was in your
atmosphere. Like formations moving about and organizing (same gesture), made up of those three
colors....
The gray is the gray of spiritual light, spiritual aspiration; the red is the ruby red of the physical; and
that emerald green...94
The shapes were demarcated, but not fixed. They were like clearly demarcated groups of light, but
not fixed (they were plastic), and organizing like this (same gesture in kaleidoscope).
When I started talking, I almost stopped seeing.... I was in an inner vision, very deep inside. A very
special consciousness.
It was moving about and organizing with great suppleness (same gesture)
And the whole thing was like a nimbus, like the haloes they paint, you know? It all was a nimbus of
golden light, not bright but golden.
Did you feel anything special?
Yes, the Force - massive.
Powerful?
Yes.
Yes, they were things organizing in your being - your inner being - but powerfully.

July 26, 1967
(Mother, laughing, holds out to Satprem a note she has just written:)
"The goal we aim at is immortality. Of all habits, death is certainly the most inveterate!"
94According to Sri Aurobindo, the green light is a dynamic force of the vital which has the power to purify, harmonize or
heal.

We could call our world "the world of bad habits."
There has been for some time, I don't know, a sort of benevolent, smiling and... constructive irony.
As if a "spirit" had come. Then, there is another thing (but I know that one), which Sri Aurobindo used
to call a censor. He told me, "You have a very strong censor in your atmosphere." It kept criticizing me
constantly, all the time; not so often now, but it's still there. And now and then, it tells me, "But you
shock people! They expect something noble, great, imposing, and you always speak in an ironic tone!"
Yesterday again, some people came to see me - and jokes keep coming to me all the time. I tell them
jokes, and I see... (laughing) I see their appalled looks!
Something seems to be constantly telling people, "But don't take things seriously!... Don't take
things seriously, that's what makes you unhappy! That's what makes you unhappy, you must learn to
smile," and so on. And above all, to make fun of ourselves, that's the most important thing: to see how
ridiculous we are - the slightest pain and we are full of self-pity, oh!...
At times one protests....
It's a very odd atmosphere, and amusing. But it's a very good cure for that inveterate disease which
self-pity is. The body is full of it, it pities itself as soon as there is the smallest trouble - and that makes
it terribly worse.
And then, what goings-on... The goings-on of the School, oh, those are... priceless stories! But
yesterday evening, I suddenly became indignant about a boy, the boy who had been accused of
copying. He asserted he hadn't copied, and I saw he hadn't (but what I saw was almost worse!), and I
said, "No more exams" - a dreadful row everywhere! Then K., who is really a good boy, wrote to me,
"Should I not rather tell the boy that you decided he hadn't copied, because he must be worrying?" I
thought, "Poor K.!" But anyway, it was a nice gesture, so I said yes. Then he called the boy, told him
what he had to, also that exams were abolished and the whole matter was over and done with. As soon
as the boy left him, he went and told his friends a world of lies: that I had asked K. to apologize, to
express regret and reinstate the boy, and a lot of fibs... a series of terrible lies (and lies about me). You
understand, I had had a movement of sympathy for K. for what he had done; it shows a sort of
nobleness of soul in him: he was so convinced, but he accepted what I said and made that gesture
because he thought the boy must have been worrying. Then the boy's thoroughly disgusting reaction... I
had to restrain myself (inwardly): I was displeased. I had hoped, on the contrary, that that goodwill
would give rise to a somewhat noble response, but all that is a sort of degradation.... Yesterday, I was
on the point of giving the child an inner slap - I stopped myself from doing so, but he has clearly put
himself in a bad spot.
Now they write to ask me, "How can we know whether the children follow if we don't have
exams?" I had to explain the difference between a sort of individual control coming from observation, a
remark, an unexpected question and so on, which allows the teacher to place the child, and the other
method in which you are told, "You will have an exam in eight days and the subject will be what you
have learned" - so everyone starts reviewing what he has learned and preparing himself, and that's that:
the student with a good memory is the one who passes. I explained all that.95
95Here is the text of Mother's fourth and last note on the subject: "Naturally the teacher has to test the student to know if he
or she has learnt something and has made a progress. But this test must be individual and adapted to each student, not the
same mechanical test for all of them. It must be a spontaneous and unexpected test leaving no room for presence and
insincerity. Naturally also, this is much more difficult for the teacher but so much more living and interesting also. I
enjoyed your remarks about your students. They prove that you have an individual relation with them - and that is essential
for good teaching. Those who are insincere do not truly want to learn but to get good marks or compliments from the
teacher - they are not interesting." (July 25, 1967)

If I had been a teacher, my objection to this decision would not at all have been from the teachers'
point of view, but from the students' because I remember my studies, and had you not been obliged
every three or six months to review what was learned in school, well, you know, you'd have just let
it slip away.
Well, too bad!
But it's a sort of discipline that makes you review things.
If you aren't interested enough in the subject to try and remember it and retain the result of what you've
learned, well, too bad, it's too bad for you.
The students' point of view is false, the teachers' point of view is false.
The students' point of view: they learn just to appear to know, pass their exam and cram their heads
with all kinds of things.... The teachers' point of view is to have as easy a control as possible and be
able to give marks without giving themselves too much trouble, with as little effort as possible. As for
me, I say: each student is an individuality, each student should come not because he wants to be able to
say, "I have studied and am going to take my exams," but because he is eager to know and comes with
the will to know. And the teacher must not follow the easy method of giving a subject and seeing how
everyone answers, whether the answer is good or bad, conforms to what he has taught or not: he must
find out whether the student's interest and effort are sincere, and everyone according to his own nature
- for the teacher it's infinitely more difficult, but that's education. And they protest.
As regards the teachers' point of view, I certainly agree entirely...
Yes, but they are the ones who protest! (Laughing) The students don't. But I wrote the teachers: the
students who want to please their teacher or learn by heart in order to seem to know what they haven't
understood, well, those students aren't interesting - and they are always the ones about whom I am told,
"He is a good student!"
But you know, I remember, I clearly remember my attitude when I was studying, and I clearly
remember all my classmates and which one was to me an intelligent girl, which one a word mill.... I
have some very amusing memories about that, because I couldn't understand what meaning there was
in learning in order to seem to know (I had a tremendous memory at the time, but didn't make use of it).
And I liked only what I had understood.
Once in my life I took an exam (I forget which one), but I was just at the age limit, which means
that I was too young to sit at the time of the regular exam, so they had me sit with those who had
flunked the first exam (I sat at that time because it was autumn, and then I was old enough). And I
remember, we were a small group, the teachers were greatly annoyed because their holidays had been
cut short, and the students were for the most part rather mediocre, or else rebellious. There I was,
observing all that (I was very young, you understand, I don't remember, thirteen or fourteen), watching
the whole thing: a poor little girl had been called to the blackboard to do a mathematical problem, and
she didn't know how to do it, she kept spluttering. Me (I wasn't being questioned just then), I looked
and smiled - oh, dear! The teacher saw me and was quite displeased. As soon as the girl was sent back,
he called me and said, "You do it." Well, naturally (I loved mathematics very much, really very much,
and also I understood, it made sense), I did the problem - the chap's face!... You see, I wasn't in that [in
the small outward person]: I was constantly a witness. And I had the most extraordinary fun. So I know
the way children are, the way teachers are, I know all that, I had great fun, really great fun.

At home, my brother was studying advanced mathematics (it was to enter Polytechnique 96 ), and he
found it difficult, so my mother had engaged a tutor to coach him. I was two years younger than my
brother. I used to look on, and everything would become clear: the why, the how, it all was clear. So
the teacher was working hard, my brother was working hard, when I exclaimed, "But it's like this!"
Then I saw the teacher's face!... It seems he went and told my mother, "It's your daughter who should
be studying!" (Mother laughs) And it all was like a picture, you understand, so funny, so funny! So I
know, I remember, I know the reactions, the habits.... That's why I didn't want to look after the School
here: I thought it would be a headache and everyone would go after me! Then I was forced to because
of that copying affair. But now I find it funny! (Laughing) And I tell them outrageous things!
It's such fun, such fun!
For a time I attended a private school: I didn't go to a state school because my mother considered it
unfitting for a girl to be in a state school! But I was in a private school, a school of high repute at the
time: their teachers were really capable people. The geography teacher, a man of renown, had written
books, his books on geography were well-known. He was a fine man. So then, we were doing
geography; I enjoyed maps more completely because it all had to be drawn. One day, the teacher
looked at me (he was an intelligent man), he looked at me and asked, "Why are towns, the big cities,
found on rivers?" I saw the students' bewildered look, they were saying to themselves, "Lucky the
question wasn't put to me!" I replied, "But it's very simple! It's because rivers are a natural means of
communication." (Mother laughs) He too was taken aback!... That's how it was, all my studies were
like that, I enjoyed myself all the time - enjoyed myself thoroughly, it was great fun!
The teacher of literature... He was an old fellow full of all the most conventional ideas imaginable.
What a bore he was, oh!... So all the students sat there, their noses to the grindstone. He would give
subjects for essays - do you know The Path of Later On and the Road of Tomorrow? I wrote it when I
was twelve, it was my paper on his question! He had given a proverb (now I forget the words) and
expected to be told... all the sensible things! I told my story, that little story, it was written at the age of
twelve. Afterwards he would eye me with misgivings! (Laughing) He expected me to make a scene....
Oh, but I was a good girl!
But it was always like that: with that something looking on and seeing the sheer ridiculousness of
this life which takes itself so seriously!
All those things have come back these last few days, because of this affair [at the School].
I can recall only one instance when I took things seriously, and even then, I put on a serious LOOK.
It involved my brother, who was still quite young (he may have been twelve, or less: ten, and I eight -
no, nine and eleven, something like that, mere children). My brother was quick-tempered, he was easily
angered and would speak very bluntly, almost harshly. One day he talked back to my father (I forget
about what); my father was furious and put him across his knees (my father was an extremely strong
man, I mean physically strong), he put my brother across his knees and... (laughing) started spanking
him; he had pulled his pants down and was spanking him. I enter and see that (it was taking place in the
dining room) I see that, see my father, look at him, and say to myself, "But this man is mad!" And I
told him, "You stop at once, or I'm leaving this house." (I was two years younger than my brother.)
And I said it with such seriousness, oh! And I was resolute. And my father... (laughing) was
flabbergasted.
All those memories have come back like that. So now I remember to what extent - to what extent
the consciousness was already there. But it was amusing.

96The famous Ecole Polytechnique in Paris.

(silence)

And the ease: whatever I wanted to do I could do. But there was one thing (now I understand, at the
time I didn't know why it was so): whatever I wanted to do I could do, but after a time, I had
experienced the thing and it didn't seem to me important enough to devote a whole life to it. So I would
move on to something else: painting, music, science, literature... everything, and also practical things.
And always with extraordinary ease. Then, after a while, very well, I would leave it. So my mother (she
was a very stern person) would say, "My daughter is incapable of seeing anything through to the end."
And it remained like that: incapable of seeing anything through to the end - always taking to
something, then leaving it, then after a time taking to something else.... "Unstable. Unstable - she will
never achieve anything in life!" (Mother laughs)
And it was really the childlike transcription of the need for ever more, ever better, ever more, ever
better... endlessly - the sense of advance, advance towards perfection. A perfection that I felt to be
quite beyond anything people thought of - something... a "something"... which was indefinable, but
which I sought through everything.
So all that has come back to be sorted out, put in its place, offered (gesture upward), and now, it's
over.

July 29, 1967
(At the beginning of this conversation, Mother expresses her strong displeasure that her so-called note
on Arabs and Israelites97 was published in "Mother India" under the title "The Jews and the Arabs."
Mother protests against the use of the word "Jew," which corresponds to only one Israelite tribe and
has taken on a pejorative meaning.)
The word has so often been used as an insult....
Anyway, thanks to that, probably because that note was published, things have been brought back
into the atmosphere, and this morning there was a very, very concrete experience somewhere....
It's a strange thing, as if suddenly emerging from a conventional atmosphere of thought, which is
like a terrestrial atmosphere (I don't mean it's an ordinary thought, I mean it's in the field of human
mentality). And there is, above, something that sees things quite differently. As if... Yes, things are
ordinarily seen like this (gesture from below upward), while "that" sees like this (gesture from above
downward), so when you enter there, you see things that you know here (you know them, they aren't
new), but you see them with a totally different vision. And naturally, the notation is also done
differently.... (Mother looks for a note)
It came in two ways. Those things are SEEN, you understand, seen. Words come afterwards to try
97See conversation of June 21, 1967. This was not a note by Mother, but the rough transcription noted by a disciple, which
was published outright as being Mother's words.

and transcribe what was seen. The first thing that came was thus:
"Christians divinize suffering to make it a means of the earth's salvation."
Then it came with just a small difference - these are subtleties, but... From an intellectual standpoint,
these are subtleties without value, but up there you seem to be almost touching the heart of things, that
is, the essence - the deeper essence of events. So then, it came quite simply, like this:
"Christianity DEIFIES suffering to make it the instrument of the earth's salvation."
It's hard to explain because it's the state of consciousness that is different.... Now it's a memory, but at
that time it was a vision - a very, very deep vision, very sharp, naturally exceeding all that occurred on
earth, but also all the ways of expressing what occurred. The personality of Christ and so on - it was all
so different! And it became, yes, I might say symbolic, but that's not it.... At the same time, it placed
this religion among all the others, in a very defined place in the earth evolution - in the evolution of the
earth CONSCIOUSNESS.
The experience lasted for a half-hour, but everything, everything was different - different not in its
appearance, different in its deeper significance.... Was the difference in my active consciousness? I
don't know. I mean, did I make contact with a region of consciousness that was new to me? Possibly.
But it seemed to me a wholly different vision of the earth and man's history.
During the experience I remembered what Sri Aurobindo had written: "Men love suffering,
therefore Christ still hangs on the cross in Jerusalem." 98 And that was like... (smiling) a sort of foam of
thought quite on the surface, all the way up, bathed in the light from above, and like the intellectual
way of expressing what I was seeing (gesture from above downward), which came from above.... From
the point of view of light, it was a very interesting experience.
And seen from above, what was the story like?
You see, Sri Aurobindo says, "Man loves suffering, therefore Christ still hangs on the cross in
Jerusalem," then I said, Christianity (I mean the universal, or anyway terrestrial, origin of what
expressed itself on earth as the Christian religion), the action of this religion on earth has been to "deify
suffering" because men NEEDED to understand - not only to understand but to feel and adhere to the
raison d'etre (the universal raison d'etre) of suffering on earth as a means of evolution. We might,
basically, say that they sanctified suffering so it may be recognized as a means indispensable to the
evolution of the earth.
So now, that action has been exploited to the full and more, and ought to be gone beyond, and that's
why it must be left behind in order to find something else.
You also said once, "It is not a crucified but a glorified body that will save the world."99
Yes. Then a Christian sent me a picture of Christ on the cross, and just above, the risen Christ in his
98Aphorism 36: "Men are still in love with grief; when they see one who is too high for grief or joy, they curse him and cry,
'O thou insensible!' Therefore Christ still hangs on the cross in Jerusalem."
99See Agenda I, January 1, 1957.

ascent heavenward - that's how they take it!
It all happens on the heights.
Yes, heavenward.
(long silence)

Have you sometimes had that kind of very global vision in time and space, in which each thing takes its
own place and everything is coordinated by a total consciousness?... (It must be new for me only.) It is
a knowledge-vision. My consciousness, the consciousness there (gesture above and around) is
constantly a consciousness of action. Since the beginning of those creative bursts of Love, it has been a
consciousness of action, always action - action, action, perpetual action. Ultimately, constant creation.
But this morning, it wasn't action: it was (laughing) the "observation," I might say, the observation of
that action as a sort of vision, as you would look at a picture, you know. Instead of being on the highest
intellectual plane, the plane that has absolute comprehension and puts each thing in its place, it was...
(how can I explain it?). It's a knowledge through subjective vision. Not the vision of something foreign
to you: it's the same state of consciousness as the one of the doer, but instead of only doing, you see at
the same time. That was this morning's experience. It was rather new, in the sense that I only had it
now and then, just like that, but never with that totality, that clarity and that sort of absoluteness. It is
the sensation of a self-evident, absolute, indisputable knowledge - it's not "trying to express something:
it's SEEING. Seeing, really seeing, but seeing... not one thing after another: seeing everything at a
glance, a totality in space and in time. And every detail with total precision, which makes it possible to
write a thing like this [the note on Christianity].
To be clear, I should tell the whole thing. Yesterday I had an opportunity to speak to someone about
this constant presence of Sri Aurobindo, here, who sees, says, acts all the time. Then, after I had
spoken, I wondered, "How is it that this brain..." Because, I think I told you, when Sri Aurobindo left
his body, several times, several days in a row, I remained standing near his bed for one or two hours,
and I felt - MATERIALLY felt - what came out of his body enter mine. To such a point that I
remember having said, "Well, if anyone denies afterlife, I have proof it exists." So I thought, "Why
does this brain [Mother's] go on working according to its usual routine now that the consciousness of
the Presence is constant?" Then this morning I had this experience, and while having the experience, I
felt, "This is how Sri Aurobindo used to see!" (Laughing) That must be it!... And for some time I have
noticed that as soon as, for this or other bodies, for events or..., as soon as something is formulated
(neither a desire nor an aspiration, but something like the living perception of a possibility that
SHOULD be realized - it comes at times), it gets done! It gets done automatically and instantly. So this
morning, for, oh, a half-hour, the impression was so charming, so pleasant: "Ah, there we are! THIS is
how we should see things!"
Afterwards I had to be busy with other things, but it's still there. And the question was, "Why? Why
isn't there in this brain the capacity to perceive and transcribe things... as he had it?"
And so the conclusion. I've always heard it said (I don't know if it's true) that men think in a certain
way and women in another. On an external level, the difference is not visible, but the attitude - the
mental attitude - is perhaps different. The mental attitude on the Prakriti side is always action, always
action; the mental attitude on the Purusha100 side is conception: conception, overall vision, and also
observation, as though it observed what the Prakriti had done and saw how it was done. Now I
100Prakriti-Purusha: the two eternal principles, feminine and masculine, which can be translated as the Becoming and the
Being, Nature and Soul, Force and Consciousness ....

understand that. That's how it works. Naturally, no man (here on earth) is exclusively masculine and no
woman is exclusively feminine, because it has all been mixed together again and again. Similarly, I
don't think any one race is absolutely pure: all that is over, it's been mingled together (which is another
way to re-create Oneness). But there have been TENDENCIES; It's like that note about Israelites and
Muslims, it's just a manner of speaking; if I were told, "This is what you said," I would reply, "Yes, I
said that, but I can also say something else and a lot of other things!" It's a way of selecting certain
aspects and putting them to the fore with an action in view (it's always with an action in view). But for
the moment, everything is like that, mixed and mingled together with a view to general unification - no
one nationality is pure and separate from others, that no longer exists. But to a certain vision, each
thing has its essential role, its raison d'etre, its place in universal history. It's like that very strong
impression that the Chinese are lunar, that when the moon grew cold, some beings managed to come to
the earth, and those beings are at the origin of the Chinese nation; but now there only remains a trace -
a trace which is the memory of that distinctiveness. And it's everywhere the same thing: if you look at
individuals in every nation, you find in every nation a bit of everything, but with the memory... the
memory of a specificness which has been its raison d'etre in the great terrestrial unfolding.
(Mother goes into a contemplation)

He was here, so present, so concrete - Sri Aurobindo. Did you feel him?
I stopped because of the time.
When he comes like that, you are inside - not outside, but inside. He is like that, enfolding. You are
inside.
A part of your atmosphere (gesture above Satprem's head) is absolutely, absolutely one, like that,
without any difference.

August
August 2, 1967
(Regarding a Tantric apprentice, disciple of X.)
Do you see W?
Yes, I saw him yesterday.
He wrote to me today: he is in full revolt. What did he tell you yesterday?
Oh...
He was in a pretty bad state.
Quite.
In full revolt. So at night, his heart hurts, his chest hurts, his head aches - aching all over. And today he
writes to tell me, "Is this what you want till doomsday?" I wrote back, "What I want is just the
opposite!"
I saw him yesterday and spoke to him for half an hour, but he was like... you know, like iron bars;
he had decided in advance that he wouldn't understand anything of what I would tell him. I tried to get
in deep down, but... He told me (it's an old formation on him) that whatever he wants to do he does for
a while, then he meets with a catastrophe and the thing is stopped. And he says that what he was doing
now was his spiritual effort, and he has met with a catastrophe (I don't know which one). Naturally, I
told him it wasn't like that at all! That it was on the contrary the sign he had reached the point when the
door could open and he could transform himself. But he refused to understand. You know, when people
are obdurate like that, there's no way you can get in.
So I thought you could perhaps talk to him.
I saw him yesterday and felt it did him good, or at any rate that he listened to me....
I also felt (that's why I mention it) that he would listen to you, at least.
Yes, I am trying.
Then it's good.... You know, when you put iron bars around you and say, "Impossible, impossible,
impossible"...
The difficult problem for him now is, at bottom, all this Tantric japa he does.
But why does he go on?
Well, that's just the problem, he can't find the strength to break off.

Ah, that's it: he goes on....
Yesterday I tried to tell him that this kind of discipline is very powerful and good for some, but
that in fact, it's like weaving around yourself more and more tightly a force you shut yourself in.
That's right. Yes, exactly!
But he must find the courage to cut off. That's his problem.
He hasn't once told me, "I want to stop."
But that's because he doesn't dare. And you don't tell him to, either, so... (But of course, it's
difficult for you to tell him.)
Yesterday I explained to him the effect that japa had on him, I explained in detail, but I don't think he
understood anything. And I told him to change; I even gave him the Mantra (because if you do that it
means the supreme liberation). Instead of leaving him without anything at all, I wanted him, as a matter
of fact, to do that. But yesterday when I asked him, "Are you going on with your japa?" he said, "Oh,
just a little."
There are, of course, inside oneself (and consequently around oneself) the very forces that oppose
one's realization, and the system of those [Tantric] mantras is to try to lean on the Overmind beings for
support against those forces, which are much more powerful than they, the gods, are - the proof is that
despite all their goodwill, they [the Overmind gods] have never been able to turn the earth into a
harmonious place. We can't help noting the fact. So I told him it was a direct fight, all those mantras are
a direct fight against the difficulty, whereas... (and that's what gave him the terrible headache he
complains about: it's dangerous, of course, it can unsettle the whole functioning). I told him to stop and
use that [Mother's mantra]. I explained it all to him yesterday. I told him he shouldn't wage a direct
fight: one must try to lean for support on the force one has inside oneself, which is everywhere and can
overcome the difficulty: "Instead of fighting, live in the other consciousness." But I saw he was closed
- padlocked - with a hard look. He didn't want to understand. So...
For half an hour he kept me here. It was half past twelve!
So if you explain that to him, I think it will do him good.
Yesterday evening, it got in, I touched something.
Certainly!
But...
So the result: he writes this morning, "I couldn't sleep the whole night, my heart hurts, something else
hurts" (I don't remember what: three or four different places), "I can't eat, impossible" - well, a most
tragic picture, and asking me, "Do you want me to be like this till doomsday?"
His problem is to break off from that Tantric business.
No, there are two problems. There is that one on the level of action, and then there is a tre-men-dous
pride in the whole family; a terrible pride, it's a formation.... That's what was in him yesterday, as if
coagulated. So I told him, "Have a little more humility, a little more modesty."

One doesn't want to abdicate, you understand.
It's the sense of being nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing when you are in front of... call it what
you like, it doesn't matter (whether you start from the idea of consciousness or take it as the Supreme
Lord, it doesn't matter). But it's the concrete feeling that as long as you want to remain shut in your
little person, you are nothing, while if you abdicate that little person, you become everything. That's
what they don't understand. Pride is simply... You have a contact with inner eternity, inner
omnipotence, but you are shut in your little ego, so the ego imagines itself to be That, and then it
asserts itself - sits down and refuses to budge: a colossal I. It's precisely the supreme Truth (laughing)
in its deformation.
I tried to make him understand that yesterday, but not like that, I put it very nicely!
One certainly sees that: with those who are the very opposite, who crawl on the ground, there is no
stuff, you can't do anything with them; so you have to try and give them a little self-confidence. But
that's nothing. While with those others you can do something, but... oh, they become furious with you!
The contact with the great Asuras, the first Asuras, is like that: the full consciousness of their
formidable power, their marvelous capacities - they forget one thing, it's that they deserve no credit for
it, it's not their exclusive property! So they cut the connection and become instruments of disorder and
confusion.
This one, the Lord of Falsehood...
To the human consciousness, those things are terrible, but seen from up above, they make you
smile. I remember, when I met him during the war (I had ruined his work with Hitler, then I met him), I
told him, "You know quite well that your time is over." He said, "I know it, but until I disappear I will
wreak as much havoc as I can."
Childishness.
***
Soon afterwards:

I told you I was in constant touch with the School's teachers. A "conference" is going on, and here is
this (Mother holds out a paper to Satprem). There is an interesting point:
"Your difficulty comes from the fact that you have still the old belief that in life, there are
some things high and some things low. It is not exact. It is not the things or the activities
that are high or low, it is the consciousness of the doer which is true or false....
That is the interesting point.
"If you unite your consciousness with the Supreme Consciousness and manifest It, all
you think, feel or do becomes luminous and true. It is not the subject of the teaching
which is to be changed, it is the consciousness with which you teach that must be
enlightened."
(July 31, 1967)

Then, Y. asked me questions on de Gaulle (Mother gives another paper):
"So long as one is for some and against others, one is necessarily far from the Truth.
"All present politics is based on falsehood, and no nation can entirely escape this falsehood.
"De Gaulle has an embryo of inner life, he knows that there is a force higher than the
physical and mental forces - and that is why he is more receptive than many others.
"But he has ideas, principles, preferences and so on, and as such, he can make gross errors
as any other human being.
"It is through this whole jumble and chaos that the Truth-Consciousness is at work
everywhere, on all the points of the earth at once, in all nations, all individualities, without
preferences or distinctions, wherever there is a spark of consciousness capable of receiving
and manifesting It."
(July 29, 1967)

***
(Mother reads Satprem a quotation from Sri Aurobindo:)
"To be perpetually reborn is the condition of material immortality."
Sri Aurobindo.

That's excellent.
***
A little later,
following a meditation:

That's how it is. Day after day, almost hour after hour, with the Power coming back... You remember, I
once said it had completely gone,101 and that was true, it had completely gone in order to leave the body
absolutely to itself, for its conversion, if I may say so; but once there had been in this body
consciousness the same aspiration and the same ardor of consciousness (with a far greater steadiness
than in any other part of the being; there are no fluctuations as there are in the vital and mind, it's very
steady), once that was established (through kinds of pulsations, not distant from one another, but first
on one detail, then spreading out and becoming generalized), since then the Power has been... I might
say it has been coming back. But at every stage of that return, all the old difficulties appear to be
waking up again,102 they seem to spring up again (they had quite fallen asleep, you understand), and
every time that happens, this body consciousness feels a sort of astonishment mingled with distress that
the presence of the divine Power, the divine Consciousness, the Truth-Consciousness, should give rise
101At the time of the serious ordeal of March 1962, when Mother's life looked in danger.
102It should be noted that while Mother appears to be referring to her own body, these are collective difficulties in the
disciples.

to all those difficulties, which are essentially difficulties of ignorance and inertia - the incapacity to
receive. And it comes back as memories, like that (gesture from below), like a snake rearing its head.
And every time, the entire physical consciousness has the same call, "Why? How can these things be
when You are here!" That's what astonishes it: "Since You are here, how can these things be?"
Till now, in most cases, that has signaled a conversion, a transformation, an illumination
(depending on the case), but this case we were just talking about [the Tantric apprentice] came
precisely as a result of that return of the Power (I knew it; he told me yesterday, but I knew it when he
had his revolt). And all that came was just all the old revolts, all the old movements, which were
previously so strong, so widespread, so ESTABLISHED, and had been as though halted in their
expression by the withdrawal of the Power. So everyone was slumbering in his condition. Then, as
soon as the Force started coming back and working again, it all woke up again.
But it's not the full Presence yet, not the complete Presence of the being, which, through an
incontrovertible omnipotence, changes things. So then, the body, with something so very moving in the
simplicity of its prayer and its childlike astonishment, asks, "Since You are here, how can that be?..."
And all that is ready to be transformed is transformed. But it isn't yet... (how can I explain?) the
compelling thing (gesture of irresistible descent), the absolute authority nothing can resist - it's not
that, not yet, far from it.
There's no knowing how much more time it will take.
All that is on the verge of changing changes.
Otherwise, it's the slow underground labor, invisible, almost imperceptible, continually.
(silence)

The interesting point is that this body spontaneously, instantly and effortlessly - spontaneously - tries
to find in itself, in the body's cells (it's a whole WORLD! A whole world), the cells try to find in
themselves, "Oh, where is my incapacity? Where is my helplessness? Where is... even my bad will or
my stupidity or incapacity to understand and adhere?" Like that. And always the same answer, "Give
everything, give everything, give everything.... I don't understand, I can't understand, I don't know, I
can't know - I can't do anything, I am incapable of doing anything by myself: everything is for You, do
it."
They try and try, everything tries to give itself perfectly, perfectly, that is, without exception -
everything, everything.
It's a sort of... not anxiety, but above all a vigilance, as if they were on the alert: "May we do
nothing but what You want, think nothing but what You want, feel nothing but what You want, say
nothing but what You want...." Constantly, uninterruptedly, night and day. In the middle of activity or
in the middle of rest, everything asks, "To be what You want, to feel what You want, to do what You
want, to exist... without difference."
The slightest pain, any discomfort, the slightest clumsy gesture, the slightest thing, and
immediately, "Ah! (with a start) This isn't You."
(Mother goes into a contemplation)

The subtle physical seems to be more and more transformed. There is still a mystery between the two.
A mystery. They are coexistent [the physical and the subtle physical bodies], and yet... (gesture of a
lack of connection), the subtle physical doesn't appear to have an influence on this [the body].
Something... Something to be found... something.

August 5, 1967
(Mother gives Satprem a quotation from Sri Aurobindo.)
"I have never known any will of mine for one major event in the conduct of the world
affairs to fail in the end, although it may take a long time for the world-forces to fulfill it."
Sri Aurobindo
(October 1932)

It's very interesting! I didn't know Sri Aurobindo had said that so openly.... I knew the fact, I had noted
it, but I didn't know he had said it so openly.
Interesting.
Everything is certain.
(Mother nods her head)

August 12, 1967
They've asked me for a message.... On the 19th, the prince of Kashmir, K.S., is holding in Delhi a big
meeting of all the members of the parliament and the government to tell them that there is only one
policy worth following, that of Sri Aurobindo. And he wants a message from me. Here it is:
"O India, land of Light and spiritual knowledge, wake up to your true mission in the
world. Show the way to union and harmony."
I deliberately didn't use the word peace; I said harmony. I don't want to say peace, because for them,
peace means telling other nations platitudes so as not to fight (!). So I don't want to use that word.

(silence)

Things are very bad. But in reality... in reality that's very good, because it awakens them to the need to
do something. There's no longer any security anywhere, people who left from Calcutta to come here for
the 15th have been stopped on the way, their train had to be diverted because there were, I don't know,
bandits somewhere.
No, they weren't bandits at all! That's what's more serious: it's not bandits, it's students who
stopped the trains! And to cap it all, the Chief Minister of Bengal has declared their "grievances"
to be "legitimate."
They may be legitimate, but their action isn't.
And he said their action should be regarded "sympathetically." I read that in this morning's
papers, it's astounding!
(Mother laughs) Charming!
They're not bandits at all!
In any case, those who were expected here are forty-eight hours late.... No, there's no longer any
security: someone we know was sitting at his window in Calcutta - sitting at his table and writing - and
from the street they threw a bowlful of acid at him!... Why? Nobody knows.
They've lost all their values. Yesterday I met the vice-chancellor of Bangalore University103 ; can
you guess what they teach in psychology at the university? They teach Freud and Jung! European
psychoanalysis! In this country where there is THE knowledge, where there is everything, they go
after...
They're mad. No, the English made them thoroughly rotten. Those two hundred years of British rule
left them completely rotten. Naturally, another effect is that some people have awakened, but they don't
know anything; they know nothing either of administration or of government or anything - they've lost
everything, and whatever they know is what they were taught by Britain, which means an absolutely
corrupt business. So they don't know anything, they don't even know how to make a decision.
But still, they are beginning to think that they should ask for help from those who know.... So that
opens the door.
We'll see.
If things had gone quite well... Now the country is ruined, people are completely ruined, there are
only a few bandits (I know them) who, on the contrary, are bursting at the seams, but all the others are
ruined because... because the government doesn't know how to do things, it governs with ideas, and
what ideas! Ideas they picked up in the West again, which they don't understand and are already bad
enough for the West, but here they become pestilential.
But now they're beginning to think that perhaps that's not the way! (Mother laughs) And that
perhaps they should try another way.... In a month I have already seen four ministers. One is from here,
the Chief Minister; it seems I saw him when he was a child (I don't remember, but he remembers that I
had caressed him), and when he came the other day he told me (I gave him a flower and a "blessings
103V. K. Gokak, who passed away in 1992.

packet"), he said, "There, I will wear it on me, and with it I will do your work in the government." And
quite resolute. A young man, about forty, I think, and rather strong.104
From Madras?
No, no, from here, Pondicherry.
But I saw others, from the central government. And they don't come out of curiosity or casually,
they really come because they feel the need for something.
So perhaps we'll be able to do something.... We'll see.
***
(Mother comes across the note she wrote on Christianity) and commented on July 29.)

"Christianity deifies suffering to make it the instrument of the earth's salvation."
You know, it came to me as a discovery.... The whole religion, instead of being seen like this (gesture
from below), was seen like that (gesture above).... Here is what I mean: the ordinary idea of
Christianity is that the son (to use their language), the "son of God" came to give his message (a
message of love, unity, fraternity and charity) to the earth; and the earth, that is, the governing classes,
which weren't ready, sacrificed him, and his "Father," the supreme Lord, let him be sacrificed in order
that his sacrifice would have the power to save the world. That is how they see Christianity, it's the
most comprehensive idea - the vast majority of Christians don't understand anything whatsoever, but I
mean that among them there may be, there may perhaps be (among the cardinals, for instance, who
have studied occultism and the deeper symbols of things) some who understand a little better...
anyway. But according to my vision (Mother points to her note on Christianity), what happened was
that in the history of the evolution of the earth, when the human race, the human species, started
questioning and rebelling against suffering, which was a necessity to emerge more consciously from
inertia (it's very clear in animals, it has become very clear already: suffering was the means to make
them emerge from inertia), but man, on the other hand, went beyond that stage and began rebelling
against suffering, naturally also against the Power that permits and perhaps uses (perhaps uses, to his
mind) this suffering as a means of domination. So that is the place of Christianity.... There was already
before it a pretty long earth history - we shouldn't forget that before Christianity, there was Hinduism,
which accepted that everything, including destruction, suffering, death and all calamities, is part of the
one Divine, the one God (it's the image of the Gita, the God who "swallows" the world and its
creatures). There was that, here in India. There was Buddha, who on the other hand, was horrified by
suffering in all its forms, decay in all its forms, and the impermanence of all things, and in trying to
find a remedy, concluded that the only true remedy is the disappearance of the creation.... Such was the
terrestrial situation when Christianity came in. So there had been a whole period before it, and numbers
of people beginning to rebel against suffering and trying to escape from it with such methods. Others
deified it and thus bore it as an inescapable calamity. Then came the need to bring down on earth the
concept of a deified, divine suffering, a divine suffering as the supreme means to make the whole
human consciousness emerge from Unconsciousness and Ignorance and lead it towards its realization
104Farooq Marecar.

of divine beatitude, but not - not by refusing to collaborate with life, but IN life itself: accepting
suffering (the crucifixion) in life itself as a means of transformation in order to lead human beings and
the entire creation to its divine Origin.
That gives a place to all religions in the development from the Inconscient to the divine
Consciousness.
It isn't just a little remark noted down in passing: it's a vision. One can always present it as
something conceived mentally, but it's not that; it's not that, but it was, if you like, a necessity in the
development. And it puts things in their TRUE perspective.
Islam was a return towards sensation, beauty, harmony in the form, and the legitimization of
sensations and joy in beauty. From a higher viewpoint, it wasn't quite of a superior quality, but from a
vital viewpoint, it was extremely powerful, and that's what gave them so much power to spread, to
appropriate, seize, dominate. But what they did is very beautiful - all their art is magnificent,
magnificent! It was a flowering of beauty.... Then there were others - it all comes one after another.
And every religion came as a stage in the development and the relationship with the Divine, to lead the
consciousness towards a oneness which is a totality and not a removal from a whole reality so as to
obtain another. The need for totality, completeness, is what caused those religions to come like that,
one after another.
Seen in that light, it's very interesting.
Instead of looking at it from below, there was all of a sudden an overall vision from the highest
height of how it was all organized with such a clear consciousness, such a clear will, each thing coming
just when it was necessary so nothing would be overlooked and everything might come out, emerge
from that Unconsciousness, and grow increasingly conscious.... And so, in this immense history, the
earth history, Christianity finds its place - its legitimate place. That has a double advantage: for those
who despise it its value is restored, and as for those who believe it's the only truth, they are made to see
that it's only one element among others in the whole. There.
That's why I found it interesting - because it was the result of a vision, and that vision came
because I started concerning myself with religions (started again, to tell the truth, because I was very
familiar with that subject in the past). And when I was asked questions on the Israelites and the
Muslims, I looked and said, "Here is their place. Here is their place and their raison d'etre." Then, one
day I said to myself, "Well, it's true indeed! Seen in that way, it's obvious: Christianity is like a
rehabilitation of suffering as a means of development of the consciousness."
And so Sri Aurobindo's sentence assumes its whole value.... Christianity came because men were
rebelling against grief and trying to escape from the world in order to escape from grief.... Then, with
the years going by and the unfolding, men took a liking to suffering! And because they love it (see how
Sri Aurobindo's sentence becomes clear), "Christ still hangs on the cross in Jerusalem." It assumes its
full significance.
***
Soon afterwards:

Couldn't we publish in the Bulletin what you've just said about Christianity?
I am not very fond of talking about religions, it's too early.
People are still too full of passion when you speak to them about religion.

But here, it's said so objectively.
You understand, the trouble is that everyone thinks his religion is the exclusive truth!
We'll see next year. Next year, maybe for the month of February, we'll see.
There may be something for the month of February....

August 15, 1967
(Message for Sri Aurobindo's ninety-fifth birthday:)
"But in any case the Divine Power is working always behind and one day, perhaps when
one least expects it, the obstacle breaks, the clouds vanish and there is again the light and the
sunshine. The best thing in these cases is, if one can manage it, not to fret, not to despond,
but to insist quietly and keep oneself open, spread to the Light and waiting in faith for it to
come: that, I have found, shortens these ordeals."
Sri Aurobindo

August 16, 1967
What did you feel at the darshan yesterday - not "darshan," at the meditation?... Nothing special?
No, Mother. It was fine, but I don't know.
Ah... (in a disappointed tone). You were at home?
No, in Sri Aurobindo's room.
Oh....
Do you know, I sat down when it was nearly time [for the meditation], maybe half a minute before,
and instantly, without warning, like a staggering blow: such a powerful descent (I was completely
stilled) of something.... At the same time Sri Aurobindo seemed to tell me (because the definition came

along with the "thing" - it was a vision which wasn't a vision, which was absolutely concrete), and the
word was golden peace. But so strong! And it didn't budge anymore. For the entire half-hour it didn't
budge. Never before... It's something new, I had never felt that before. I can't say.... It was perceived,
but not like an objective vision. And other people spontaneously told me that as soon as they sat down
for the meditation (gesture of a massive descent), something came with a tremendous power,
everything was stilled, and a sense of peace as they had never felt in their life.
Golden peace...
And indeed it gave a sense of supramental golden light, but it was... such peace! A concrete peace,
you know, not the negation of disorder and activity, no: concrete, a concrete peace. I didn't want to
stop: they sounded the gong, but I stayed on for two or three minutes. When I did stop, it went away.
And it made such a difference for the body - the body itself - such a difference that when the
experience went away I felt in great discomfort and it took me half a minute to find my balance again.
It came and went away. It came for the meditation, then went away. For more than a half-hour:
thirty-five minutes.
Golden peace.
And in the evening [at the balcony], there was a crowd (I think it was the largest crowd we've ever
had, it filled all the streets; the streets were full of people as far as the eye could see), so I came out.
And when I went out, there arose from that whole crowd a sort of... something in between an entreaty,
a prayer and a protest, against the world's condition, and particularly the country's. And it rose up in
waves.... I looked at it (it was particularly insistent), then said to myself, "Today isn't my day, it's Sri
Aurobindo's day," and I did like this (gesture of withdrawal) and put Sri Aurobindo in front. Then,
when he came in front, when he put himself in front, he simply said, very simply, "The Lord knows
better what He is doing." (Mother laughs) I immediately started smiling (I didn't laugh, but started
smiling), and there came the same peace as in the morning.
That's all.
The Lord knows better what He is doing... with his most perfect sense of humor. And everything
calmed down right away.
I felt like laughing, but I smiled.
You were at your doorway?
No, I was inside and looking through the window, because the street was full of people.... But
Mother, how is it that I always perceive the same thing? There are differences of intensity, but it's
ALWAYS the same thing. I am not complaining because it's admirably peaceful, powerful, tranquil,
but it's always the "same thing"; I can't say that one meditation is very different from any other:
whether I am with you or whether I am at the darshan, it's the same state.
But the minute (really the minute - it wasn't even a state in time, it really was the minute), the minute I
made contact with what I call the Supreme, that is, the part that looks after the earth, throughout the
years it has always been i-den-ti-cal-ly the same thing.
All that has differences is below. That is the summit. And the summit... that's why I use the word
"Supreme," because there's nothing other than "That," which is supreme Peace, supreme Light, a sort of
supreme tranquil Bliss, a sense of supreme Power and a Consciousness... an all-containing
Consciousness, like that (immense gesture)... and then it's over. It's still. Still - not "motionless," but far
above movement, far above. And identical, with the sense that "it's like that forever." And it contains
everything, but... (immutable gesture, the palms of the hand drawn back).

As soon as you make contact with that, everything is fine.
Change, movement, newness is when you are on the way - on the way you keep having
experiences, one upon another upon another; or when you are on the road to transformation, there is
one thing, then another, then yet another. But when you make contact THERE, it's over (same
immutable gesture). Every time you make contact there, it's like that. And it contains everything, but...
you are not concerned with that.105
And naturally, it's supreme rest, supreme power, supreme knowledge, supreme consciousness... and
something more.

August 19, 1967
This morning, for two hours, I had what I believe to be really the most wonderful experience in my life
from the point of view of knowledge-vision. And it was so total... from the most essential perception of
That which is beyond the creation down to the perception of the body's cells, from high to low. And in
every plane, the vision of the creation.
It went on for two hours. I walked about, had my wash - it didn't matter in the least, on the contrary
there was, added to that, the knowledge of how the body can act without disturbing the state of
consciousness.
Afterwards, there was a slight flagging, because there came... I can't say the memory (it wasn't a
memory), but all the complaints: the same thing as at the balcony on the darshan day - the human
attitude towards the Supreme is only to complain and demand... complain and demand and complain...
That's all. It came back. Before, the whole vision was there like that (gesture from high to low), it was
magnificent, magnificent: each and every thing, the entire human history, the entire history of
intellectual and material evolution, everything like that, everything in its place. It was really fine. And
afterwards, there came that wave of complaints.
It was as if the body were asking, "What attitude" (that's what provided the link), "What attitude
should I have? What should I do?..." Because there was the vision of life, death, of all circumstances,
everything was there. The full knowledge of everything. Oh, the whole part about death was very, very
interesting, and how mankind has tried to understand, how there have been all kinds of solutions (that
is, partial attitudes), and all of it was part of the Whole.
So the conclusion... Oh, at that time I could have said many things about all the different intellectual
and even spiritual attitudes of mankind.... There aren't big differences. The spiritual (what's commonly
called "spiritual") boils down to the whole attempt at finding the Divine again by annulling the creation
- that's what has been regarded as spiritual life (that's why the word got distorted). To annul the
creation in order to find the Divine again.... And then, NOW: the vision of now. We are obviously
drawing nearer to the moment of possibility - that is clear. It's a question of time - of course, it can't be
on the human scale, but we are on the borderline.
105With what it contains.

And as I said, the body asked... oh, it had such a wonderful moment! A moment, a few minutes,
when it KNEW how it ought to be. It was magnificent. Then the experience came. 106 Till then, it was
inexpressible: it was lived, it was a living consciousness, but the mind had become very quiet, so it was
inexpressible. Then there came back that great complaint from the world, and the experience started
being expressed (Mother looks for a note). It started being expressed, because it isn't just the
anonymous demand of thousands of people: it's virtually a shower of letters, questions, demands from
people who believe... they believe they are part of the Work, of the Action, they believe they have
given themselves, and they ask all sorts of questions - and such futile questions - which to them are of
crucial importance, but which are so puerile, stupid, unimportant: how to start a business, the date of its
inauguration, a name for a house, a message for a meeting.... And what goings-on, it's a deluge from
every side. So it all was seen in the new attitude - not "new," the consciousness was fully there, there
had been a whole tendency to increasingly adopt that attitude, but now it was KNOWN, fully known:
what one must be, how one must be. So I came down abruptly to reply to all that.
For some time there had been swarms of questions from people - I refused, just refused to answer; I
would reply with some joke or other: "I am not a fortuneteller," or "It's none of my concern, none of
my business." Jokes, and sometimes I would say, "Ah, let them leave me alone, that's childishness."
And people who think they are very dedicated, for instance a man who has already given at least ten
lakhs of rupees (he knows it only too well, but still he did give them!) and who wants to work to bring
more - but then, his questions... So instead of replying with a quip (that was my last experience: it's
like dictated answers, but they are quips), this morning something came in English (Mother reads her
note):
"We are not here to make our life easy and comfortable. We are here to find the Divine, to
become the Divine, to manifest the Divine.
"What happens to us is the Divine's outlook, it is not our concern.
"The Divine knows better than us what is good for the progress of the world and our own."
Everyone comes and complains and complains - that so-and-so has robbed him, that his wife doesn't
love him, that his brother has betrayed him, that... All the idiotic stories by the hundreds, you
understand, a deluge.
***
(Soon afterwards, regarding a sympathizer of the Ashram, Mrs. Z, who cannot get out of her
Christianity.107 )
So, did you see this lady?
I feel there's a possibility to do something.... What's your impression?
106Mother seems to imply that the body's question was the "link" that brought about this experience of the great vision of
the Whole.
107By a rather striking "coincidence," since Mother's vision of July 29 ("Christianity deifies suffering"), Christianity was
going to crowd in on Mother in succession: monks, bishops etc., including the present lady who will figure in the Agenda
on several occasions. Which goes to show that Mother's "visions" are in reality actions.

This morning, Christianity, too, was there among all the other things.
(silence)

You understand, behind this whole earth evolution, there is, with a greater or lesser degree of
consciousness (it's an unexpressed need rather than a precise consciousness), the need to live the
Divine - or to put it differently, the need to live divinely. And it is clear that what was translated into
different religions was solutions found individually ("found," and perhaps partially lived); and here [in
India], there was this solution: in order to really become the Divine again, the creation should be done
away with. That is, the Nirvanic solution. And instinctively - instinctively - mankind felt death to be
the negation of the Divine. But like every negation, it had the capacity to lead and open the way. The
solution of Christianity wasn't quite new, it was the adaptation of an ancient solution: a life in other
worlds - which was translated into that quite childish conception of heaven. But that was a conception
for public use: a life in the presence of the Divine, exclusively taken up with the Divine, and so you
would sing and... Touchingly simple. Anyway, they conceived of a world (not a material one) in which
a divine life had been realized. In the ancient Indian traditions, there had also been a first hint of divine
worlds, as a sort of reaction to that Nirvanism - if we want to be divine, we must stop being, or if the
Divine wants to be pure, he must stop manifesting!... So all that was like clumsy attempts to find the
means, and perhaps at the same time like inner preparations, to make people capable of really making
contact with the Divine. Then there was that great reaction of the cult of Matter, which has been VERY
useful to knead it and make it less unconscious of itself: it has forcibly brought consciousness back into
Matter. So perhaps all that has been a sufficient preparation for the moment of the Total Manifestation
to have come (gesture of descent).
This morning, during the experience, the body felt the whole bliss of the condition, but it was very
conscious of its incapacity to manifest, very conscious in such a perfect peace, like this (gesture with
the palms of the hands open upward), in which there wasn't even the intensity of the need. It was
simply a vision of how things were, how the condition was. And it was something like this: the
conditions of the earth are such, the conditions of the substance are such that a local and momentary
manifestation, as an example, is not impossible, but the transformation that would make possible the
new Manifestation of the supramental being - and not just as an isolated case, but with its place and
role in earth life - does not appear to be immediate. That was the impression.
And there was no anguish to know or anything of the sort, there was simply a very calm vision of
things, absolutely devoid of almost any need: it was like this (same gesture with palms open), as
peaceful as can be, smiling, calm, with a sense of eternity.... All that in this body, which was totally and
entirely conscious of its incapacity. Naturally, the body, for its part, very clearly feels it neither knows
nor is able to know or will or do: simply like this (gesture with palms open), as peacefully open,
receptive, surrendered as possible. And that was the result [= the vision that the Manifestation was not
for the immediate future].
And it always ends in the same way: "What You will."
But with a very clear vision that a collective transformation sufficient to create a new species on
earth still seems some way off... without any estimate of the length of time, but not immediate.
The fact is certain.
The fact is certain - it's not a possibility, but a FACT. But as for what's translated in the human
consciousness in terms of time, that can't be estimated, it can't be calculated.

August 26, 1967
(Regarding the group "World Union")
This World Union, oh, how outmoded they are!... There are hundreds and hundreds of such groups that
chatter, do nothing and change absolutely nothing whatsoever.
Yes, it has always seemed to me childishness and chatter.
Oh!... Moreover, as soon as the group was set up, they kicked out the man who had started it! They did
it under the pretext he was dishonest, but still he was the founder. He had gone to Russia, and it was in
Russia that the idea of World Union came to him. So four or five of them came together to form this
World Union, and fifteen days later they started quarreling - a year later they kicked out the one who
had founded it! Then it was the turn of S., who, at least, has some ideas.... Anyway, he too was thrown
out. Then they came to me to tell me their miseries! I told them, "Listen, you are profoundly ridiculous:
you want to preach world unity, and the first thing you do is quarrel! It shows that you aren't ready."
And I left it at that. Then A.B., who was very well known in Africa, recruited all kinds of people and
made me see a few of them to ask me if they were able to do something - absolutely nothing, you
know, nothing at all: old pillars of a house in ruins, nothing else....
***
(Mother listens to Satprem reading out from the notebook of a disciple who regularly asks questions.)
"Sweet Mother, it is said that the good and the true always triumph, but in life, one often sees the
opposite happen. The wicked win and seem to have some protection against suffering."
(Mother laughs, then remains silent)

We always confuse two notions.
It is from the universal and spiritual point of view that, not exactly "good" as people understand it,
but the True, the Truth, will have the last word, that is well known. In other words, the Divine will
eventually be victorious. That is what has been said, what all those who have lived a spiritual life have
said - and it is an absolute fact. When people translate it, they say, "I am a good boy, I live according
to what I think to be true, therefore life should be a bed of roses for me!" (Mother laughs) To begin
with, self-appreciation is always very doubtful, and then, in the world as it now is, everything is mixed
and what openly manifests to the half-blind human consciousnesses is not the Law of pure Truth - they
wouldn't even understand it. To be more precise, I mean that what is constantly realized is the supreme
vision, but its realization in this mixed material world isn't seen by the ignorant human vision as the

triumph of good (of what men call "good" and "truth"). But - to put it in jest - it's not the Lord's fault,
it's men's fault! That is, the Lord knows what he is doing, but men don't understand it.
In a true world, everything would perhaps be the same as now, but it would be seen differently.
Both. There would be a difference. The ignorance and darkness present in the world are what gives
divine Action a distorted appearance; and naturally, that must tend to disappear. But it is also true that
there is a way of looking at things which... I might say, which gives their appearance another meaning
- the two are there, like this (intertwined gesture).
(silence)

It always comes down to this: men's judgment is false - false because their vision of things is false,
incomplete - and their judgment necessarily has false results, too.
The world is in perpetual change - perpetual, it doesn't remain the same for one second - and the
general harmony expresses itself more and more perfectly; so nothing can remain as it is, and in spite
of all contrary appearances, the WHOLE is always in constant progression: the harmony grows
increasingly harmonious, the truth grows increasingly true in the Manifestation. But in order to see that,
one must see the whole, and man only sees... not even just the human field, but his own tiny, so tiny,
microscopic field - he can't understand.
It is a double thing that grows towards completion (same intertwined gesture), and with a reciprocal
action: as the Manifestation grows more conscious of itself, its expression grows more perfect, and also
truer. The two movements go together.
(silence)

That's one of the things that was seen very clearly the other day, when there was that KnowledgeConsciousness: when the Manifestation has sufficiently emerged from the Inconscient for that whole
need for struggle created by the presence of the Inconscient to ,become progressively and increasingly
unnecessary, it will disappear quite naturally, and instead of taking place in effort and struggle,
progress will begin to take place harmoniously. That's what the human consciousness envisions as a
divine creation on earth - it will still be only a stage. But to the present stage, it's a sort of harmonious
culmination that will change universal progress (which is constant) from a progress in struggle and
suffering into a progress in joy and harmony.... But what was seen was that this sense of inadequacy, of
something incomplete and imperfect, can be expected to exist for a very long time (if the notion of time
remains the same - I don't know about that?). But any change means time, doesn't it? We can't translate
it in terms of time as we conceive of it, but it means a succession.
All those so-called problems (I constantly receive questions and more questions and problems of
the mind - all the problems of Ignorance) are problems of worms. As soon as you emerge above, that
kind of problem no longer exists. There are no contradictions either. Contradictions always arise from
the inadequacy of vision and the incapacity to see something from all standpoints at once.
In any case, to come back to the down-to-earth question in his notebook, I don't think any sage in
any age said, "Be good and all will outwardly go well for you" - because that's rubbish. In a world of
disorder and a world of falsehood, hoping for that isn't reasonable. But if you are sincere enough and
total enough in your way of being, you can have the inner joy and the full satisfaction, whatever the
circumstances - and nobody, nothing has the power to touch that. But it's something else. But to ask for
your business to do well, for your wife to be faithful and your children not to fall sick and all those
things, that of course is rubbish!

***
(A little later, regarding Mrs. Z, the Christian sympathizer of the Ashram who has paid Satprem
several visits and was going to become somewhat... unwieldy.)
...I don't know what to do. I feel a need in her, a sincere need, and a wish to find a way out,
without being able to.
She doesn't entirely want to.
That's right!
You know, I had an experience of this sort quite a long time ago - ages ago, when I was still in France,
in Paris. There was a fellow student in the studio (because I studied in a painting studio for a long
time), she was a very good painter, we were close friends, and I started telling her about the Cosmic
Review and Thon's teaching. She belonged to a Catholic family with archbishops, even cardinals,
anyway it was... And she was extremely interested and wholly convinced: she felt a liberation of the
spirit and aspiration. Then, when I had Sri Aurobindo's teaching, I passed it on to her, and there she
was really quite taken. But she often told me, "As long as I am awake, everything is fine, but in my
sleep I'll suddenly wake up with a dreadful fright: but if after all the Catholic teaching is true, then I'll
go to hell!" And so, a torture. And she would tell me, "When I am quite awake, I see how ridiculous it
is...."
But all those who were baptized and went for a time to confession are part of a whole, an inner,
psychological entity, and it's VERY difficult to break free from it; they are bound to a whole - there
is... there is an invisible Church, and all those people are in its grip. To break free from it, one must be
a vital hero. A true hero, you understand. Because it's very strong. I saw that, all religions have in that
way kinds of congregations in the invisible; but among them all, the Christian is the strongest from a
terrestrial standpoint. It's much stronger than that of the Buddhists, much stronger than that of the
Chinese, much stronger than the ancient Hindu religions - it's the strongest. And naturally stronger than
the more recent religions, too - the strongest. And when you are baptized, you are bound. If you don't
go to mass and have never been to confession, with a little vital energy you can get out of it, but those
who have gone to confession - especially confession - and when you take communion, when you are
given Christ to eat (another frightful thing)...
That girl was a true artist and a great intelligence, so I had the example. When she was awake, she
understood wonderfully; and she herself was furious, but she didn't have... she didn't have the power to
remove the hold from her subconscient.
She was far more intelligent than Mrs. Z, there's no comparison. She was a great artist.
What should I do? Should I attempt something? I am like an intermediary, you understand. Or
should I put her bluntly, but with consciousness and force, in front of the fact that she is a prisoner
and I really cannot do anything for her?
I wouldn't like her to encroach on your life, to tell you the truth.
Because she isn't aware of it, but there may be an adverse formation (she is a completely
unconscious instrument). If you were quite sturdy, you understand, with much vital force, I would say,
"Never mind, we'll break their necks." But you need to be careful.

You yourself say it tires you.
Oh, yes, I am exhausted.
So you see. Once in a while doesn't matter, but not too often.
I'll have to tell her.
Yes, you could tell her very politely... (laughing) saying that a breath of fresh air would do her good!
But she'll propose to meet you outside!108
I'll try to do something... but she isn't very... You know, I always feel as if they were surrounded
with something sticky, as if they had sticky tape around them! - You can't get in.
She asked me for an Indian name.
Oh, she has taken you as her guru!
I don't know. She's taken me as an intermediary, yes. It's a role I don't like in the least!
(Mother laughs) Oh, indeed, it's bothersome.
But you understand, I am on the one hand concerned about her and on the other concerned about
myself. What should I do?
(After a long silence) Do you know how to put me or Sri Aurobindo between you and the people you
see?
I don't know if I know how to do it, but I always call, I am always like this [gesture towards the
consciousness above], calling above.
But that's not the way! You must do it HERE (Mother gestures in front of the disciple's chest), and you
hide behind... (laughing) as I did the other day at the balcony! What was the interval between her two
visits?
Five or six days.
We'll see, we'll try...
She even said last time that she would like to meditate with me - but I'm not a guru!
It's not a pleasant trade! (laughter) We'll see, you will tell me.
(Mother goes into a concentration)

Now, Sri Aurobindo is there, like that, from here up to there (gesture from the lower part of the chest
up to the forehead). So if you are like that when people are near you... Just in front of you. Did you feel
108It may by noted that this lady holds an important diplomatic post, hence the difficulty to send her ... for a "breath of
fresh air."

all at once a sort of fullness in the atmosphere? Did you feel it? As though it became something...
"comfortable" is a very small word: a sort of fullness. Did you feel it?
Yes.
That was when he came.
He is still there.
So if you have that, you can see anyone, it doesn't matter!
(silence)

There are also quite dark things in me.
(After a silence) One offers them up.

August 30, 1967
The last few nights, I have spent almost the whole night, several hours of it, in a place which must
certainly belong to the subtle physical and where material life is being reorganized. It's immense -
immense - and the crowd innumerable; but they are individualities, not a crowd, which means that I
deal with each of them. And there are also kinds of documents and writing tables, but there are no
walls! It's a strange place. A very strange place.
I have often wondered if the memory of physical forms is what makes me see that world like that,
or if it REALLY is like that. Sometimes there is no doubt because it has its own specific character, but
at other times I have a doubt and wonder if it's not in the active memory. Because when I am there I am
very conscious, everything is extremely natural, you understand; and it's permanent: I find the same
things in the same places again, sometimes with slight differences, but differences made necessary by
action. Which means it's a coherent world, not wild imaginings. But to what extent are those forms the
reflection of material forms? To what extent are they REALLY like that, or do we SEE them like that?
I am not quite sure yet. I had the same problem in the past when I used to go into the Overmind and see
the Gods: I always had a kind of hesitation as to whether they really are like that, or we perceive them
like that because of our physical habits.... There, after a time I reached a conclusion, but here,
physically?...
Strangely, there are no doors, no windows, no ceiling or floor, all that is self-existent and does not
appear to be subject to the law of gravity, that is, there isn't the earth's magnetic attraction, yet what you
write with (laughing) looks like a fountain pen! What you write on looks like paper; the documents are
placed in what looks like filing cabinets.... You do feel that the substance isn't the same, but the
appearance is very close. And I am still wondering about that appearance: is it something we add on
because of our ordinary brain working, or are things really like that?

I meet almost everyone there. I told you that you are there quite regularly, and we do work. As for
you, you don't remember. Others remember, but their memory is... (Mother makes a slight twist with
her fingers) just slightly off, that is, not identically what I saw. And when they tell me, I clearly feel it's
because of, yes, the transcription in their brains.... The objective reality of the material world stems
from the fact that when you see the same object again ten times, it looks ten times like itself, with
differences that are logical, for instance differences of wear and tear - but there too it's like that! If you
study carefully, even in the physical world no two people see things in exactly the same way. There, it
may be more pronounced, but it seems to be a similar phenomenon....
The explanation becomes very simple and very easy when you enter the consciousness in which it's
the material reality that becomes an illusion - it's illusory, inexact: the inner reality is truer. Then, in
that case, it's simple. Maybe it's only our mind that finds it surprising?
Take writing, for instance: I haven't noticed in detail, but when you write there, you seem to write
much more easily.... I don't know how to explain it... it takes much less time. And things are noted
down on paper, but is it paper? It looks like paper, but things are noted down much more directly.... It's
perhaps only a similarity, like when, for example, you use a fountain pen or a pencil: it's not exactly a
fountain pen or a pencil, it's something that looks like it and is... (what should I say?) the prototype or
principle of that object. But what I mean is that if we were still at the time of the goose quill or the twig
that you dip into ink, I would probably see it like that!... It's the ESSENCE or principle of the thing,
which, in the memory, is translated as a similarity.
But it's an action. I am aware of the time only on my return, because I have formed a habit of
looking at the time when I come back to the material consciousness (there is a watch beside my bed
and I look so as to know), and that's how I can say, "It lasted an hour" or "It lasted two hours." But
there, you don't have the sense of time at all, it's not the same sense at all - what matters is the
CONTENT of action, and during those hours, many, many things are done, very many. I meet you very
regularly, but many others too, and I am at many places at the same time! And when someone tells me,
"Oh, I saw you last night, you did this and that," then somewhere up above I say, "Oh, it's true indeed."
There's a tiny (same gesture of twist), tiny little difference, but the essence of the thing is the same.
And I have noticed that with those things that are very close to the physical, if you wake up
abruptly, still more if you move when you wake up, if you stir or turn over, they go away. It's only if
later I have a very quiet moment and go within myself that I can slowly make contact again with that
state. So I am not surprised that most people don't remember. Experiences in the vital, in the mind, are
much more easily remembered, but that, which is very close to the physical...
And its character is such that if you kept consciousness of it when you woke up, you'd look a little
mad. I had that experience two days ago, and it taught me a lot - I looked, studied and studied until I
had understood. It was during the afternoon rest (I don't sleep at all in the afternoon, but just enter the
inner consciousness), and I had decided beforehand that I would "wake up," that is, get up, at such and
such a time. When the time came, I was still very much in my action and it went on, the state of
consciousness went on with open eyes; and in that state of consciousness there was... (I can't say "I"
because it's not the same "I," you understand; at such times I am many people), but the "I" of that time
was in the habit (not here materially but "up there") of wearing a gold watch (gesture to the wrist) and
had forgotten to put that watch on; and it looked and noticed it: "Ah, I forgot to put my watch on,
what's happened to it? Why did I forget?" Like that. So then, when I woke up (I don't wear any watch
here, as you know), when I came back, the two consciousnesses were simultaneous, and I said aloud,
"Where is my watch? I forgot to put my watch on." And it's only when I had said that (laughing) that I
realized! So it left me thinking, I studied carefully, looked carefully, and clearly saw that at that
moment the two consciousnesses were absolutely (Mother closely superposes her two hands), but
absolutely simultaneous.

It's very interesting. Oh, all kinds of problems have been solved with that experience. For instance,
the problem of many people who are called mad, and who are simply in that subtle consciousness
(same superposed gesture): at certain times it prevails, which makes them say things that are
meaningless here but have a very clear meaning over there, and so the consciousness is like this
(superposed gesture, almost merged). That accounts for many cases of so-called madness. Certain
cases of apparent insincerity are also like that, because the consciousness sees clearly in that region,
and that region is so close that you can give things the same names (they seem to have the same shapes
or very similar ones), but it's not what is conventionally called here "tangible reality": materially,
outwardly, things aren't exactly like that. And so, there are cases of so-called insincerity that are simply
too close a mingling of the two consciousnesses - too close for an active discernment.
Oh, a whole region has been clarified, and not only clarified but with the key to the cure or the
transformation. From the psychological, internal point of view, a huge amount of things has been
explained - a huge amount. Which considerably brings down the number of cases of real mental
derangement and cases of real lies, that is, the cases when one deliberately and consciously says the
contrary of what is - that mustn't be as frequent as we think. Many people say incorrect things like that
(floating, dangling gesture), but they have perceptions in another world than the purely material world,
with too close a mingling and without enough discernment to be aware of the mingling.... Sri
Aurobindo used to say that real bad will, real hostility and real falsehood are rare enough cases ("real"
in the sense of absolute in themselves, and conscious, deliberate - deliberate, absolute, conscious);
that's rare. And that, he said, is what is described as hostile beings. But all the rest is a sort of illusion of
the consciousness, consciousnesses that interfere with each other (Mother intertwines the fingers of her
two hands to and fro), but without a precise discernment between the different consciousnesses, which
are like this (same gesture), intermingled, each going in and out of the other.
(silence)

So the result has been to see the immensity of the problem to be solved, of the path to be walked, of the
transformation to be worked out.... When you look at it from the purely psychological standpoint, it's
relatively easy and swift, but when you come to this (Mother touches her body), to the outer form and
so-called matter, oh, it's a world! Each lesson... it's as if you were given lessons, and it's so interesting!
Lessons with all the consequences and explanations. You spend one or two days over a tiny little
discovery. And you see that after it, after that day or those hours of work, there is a change in the body
consciousness: the light is there, it's changed - changed, the reactions are not the same. But... (Mother
gestures to express a world of work).
And the Presence - the Presence grows more and more intimate, more and more concrete, and at
such times... at times (Mother makes a gesture of swelling) it's so concrete as to be almost absolute.
Then (gesture of being covered again) another state of consciousness comes and everything has to
begin all over again.
Interesting.
And it's so clearly to teach you... High-sounding words, great attitudes, remarkable experiences are
all very fine up above, but here... nothing spectacular - everything is very modest, very quiet, very
unassuming. Very modest. And that's the condition for progress, the condition for the transformation.
There, mon petit.

September

September 3, 1967
(Regarding Auroville's beach, where Satprem now often goes in the evening for a stroll. The beach is
some four miles from Pondicherry.)
I find the atmosphere different.
Over there?... It's wonderful.
Yes, but there is a very different atmosphere, I don't know if it's in my consciousness.
Something is missing?... It [Mother's atmosphere] doesn't reach up to there?
I don't know, I don't feel "surrounded" as I do here.
When Sri Aurobindo was here and I used to go out, I would feel his atmosphere as far as the lake. 109
Then, as soon as I went beyond, it would thin out and then vanish. But I thought that there...
I don't know, that's my impression; it may be quite subjective, but I don't have the same sensation
of comfort, if you like.
Because now there is such a tremendous accumulation here, you know! I am every moment marveling
that nothing wrong happens to anyone. So naturally, people who are receptive and sensitive must feel a
big difference.... It has really become almost concrete, you know, like that (gesture of a clenched fist). I
myself feel the difference. It may be that.
***
(Regarding that same Christian lady who is trying to come into closer contact with the Ashram.)
Have you seen her?
Oh, yes.... There have been new developments. The last time I saw her, I clearly perceived she was
enveloped in something... something that looked very receptive but was in fact completely shut in in
its own structure.
That's right.
Then the next day she wrote me a letter. And when I read that letter I felt I had put my finger on
109Some six miles from Pondicherry.

the Falsehood, the Asura. The REAL Falsehood, you know, I mean the one that has caught hold of
the light and turned it into a falsehood.
Yes, exactly.
Really I said, "This is the Falsehood." And I had a very strange reaction: I suddenly felt like
taking that letter, a knife, sticking the knife into the letter and burning it.
Well, that's interesting!
I didn't do it because I thought I might do her harm.
I too had that sense of Falsehood.110
And the amusing thing is that I got her letter, read it, then Sujata came into my room, stayed five
minutes in it, and I saw her go out abruptly, just like that. And half an hour later she told me, "But
what's the matter in your room? I suddenly felt exhausted as if I had worked for twelve hours."
See. Then what happened next?
I wrote her a letter in which I said this: "... You have to see by yourself, feel by yourself. If you are
satisfied with the religious experience that Christianity represents, I do not see why I should
disabuse you. Everyone follows the path he feels good for him. If you came and told me, 'I seek
something else,' it would be a different matter and I might be able to do something to help you. But
until then, I really cannot do anything for you, and all words are useless. It is for you to feel and
see."
That's very good, excellent, really. That's what she had to hear.... They're all the same, they want to
"profit" from others, you know. And that's really falsehood.
This letter is very good.
(silence)

Those attitudes always end up in a crisis.
We had a Frenchwoman here, she came from Dordogne and changed her name when she came
here: she was called Nivedita. She was extremely enthusiastic, very devoted, but at the same time she
had remained very Christian: she tried to keep the two going side by side. Here, naturally, that gave her
inner difficulties, and one day, without really knowing why or how, she went to confession - and
everything collapsed. She was in despair, collapsed. I told her, "It's better for you to go." And she went.
She went back to France. As soon as she was there, she wrote other desperate letters, and then she died.
So the nearer they draw, the more difficult the problem becomes. It's better to... This lady has
external work to do. I haven't been too much encouraging her becoming intimate here, because one day
110Here are some brief samplings from the said letter: "... Someone said, Freedom is to be carried not like a standard but
like a Cross.... In your book, there is no love for the Cross - why? From all eternity the Cross has been the form that gathers
up and rises. The form that will not rise alone; the form that, plunged into a mass, rises up again only with the entire mass -
the form that sticks to all the points of the compass and bleeds on all the cardinal points.... When I go to the lepers'
workshop immediately after seeing you, I go and draw the Force not only to help them through financial means, a skill or
friendship, but perhaps even to envisage being like them and going to the bottom of their real misery...."

she'll be up against the big problem - you understand, symbolically it's limited to one person, but it's
the big problem of Religion, as a dogma and absolute law, versus freedom, and... not many can hold
out.

September 6, 1967
I have four baskets full to the brim, more than a hundred letters to read! So in the morning (Mother
shows a stack of letters on her table) this much comes, and in the afternoon it will be the same thing.
Then A. comes in the evening at seven with other letters.... That is, twenty-five to thirty letters a day.
Out of them, if I work hard, I can reply to four or five! So you understand, the residue piles up: four
baskets!
***
Soon afterwards:

I have made discoveries these last few days.... I have discovered that in former lives (I don't know
which ones), my psychic being was several times in a tortured body. And it comes back for (how
should I put it?) a collective action in the world, on the earth, so the possibility of the thing may
disappear. It's a rather interesting work.
But I noticed it because I said to myself, "But why is my attention constantly turned to that?" Then I
looked carefully and saw that the psychic was several times in a tortured body, long ago at the time of
the Inquisition, but also in political cases (much more recently, probably). Real tortures, you know,
those inventions in which men are worse than monsters - no animal is as monstrous as a human
consciousness when it is like that.... And it came back with the "law," the principle of the thing, of the
distortion of consciousness, and once I had understood, I looked at myself (I was wondering, "Why?
Why is my attention turned to that?"), I looked and saw. And I started doing what had to be done so it
may no longer exist in the creation - some things will not exist any longer.
But nothing in the creation that belongs to the mineral world, the plant world, the animal world,
needs to disappear. There were those monstrous animals: they disappeared materially but not... not the
principle of the creation. It's since man came with the mind - when the mind was twisted, deformed by
the adverse forces. That's really ugly.
How can that be dissolved? Torture, for instance, that sort of thing? How can it be dissolved from
the earth consciousness so it no longer happens again? How can it be done?
Oh, for all really monstrous things, there is only one force - only one force that can dissolve them. I
knew it in principle, but now I know it in practice: it is the force of Love. Love is truly all-victorious -
but true Love, not what men call "love," not that: true, divine Love.

You see one drop of "That" in its perfection, and all shadows disappear - all disharmonies
disappear. Only in its perfection, in its essential purity.
It truly is all-powerfulness.
And without... without the sense of victory, that's what is so, so wonderful! It's the All-Victorious
which doesn't at all have the sense of being victorious - not at all, not at all.
(silence)

This morning for more than an hour, there were veritable scenes [of torture] in their completeness, with
all the details, and then... that wonderful Thing.
Even while the torture is taking place, in that Consciousness, it disappears. And it disappears not
only for the one who's subjected to it, but for the one who's doing it. And the Thing in itself. It was
interesting.
There were all the details of the scene, with such precision! The words uttered, the gestures... To
such a point that if it had simply been written down, it would have made an extraordinary novel! That's
what surprised me, because I am not a writer, and it doesn't generally interest me, so why did it come
back like that, presented so completely?... Until... until the fulfillment - the end was a marvel: That.
***
(Then Mother turns to the first Playground Talk111 intended for the next Bulletin. In that Talk of April
29, 1953, Mother, as if coincidentally, was speaking about... religions. She said this, in particular:
"...Otherwise, there wouldn't be any religions. There would be masters and disciples, people with a
higher teaching and an exceptional experience. That would be very good. But as soon as the master is
gone, what happens is that the knowledge he gave is turned into a religion. Rigid dogmas are
established, religious rules are born, and you can only bow before the Tables of the Law, whereas in
the beginning it was not so. You are told, 'This is true, that is false, the Master said...' After a time, the
master becomes a god, and you are told, 'God said.'")
Should I let this pass?... It will cause a hurricane! (It's a good text, anyway.)
Was it like that or did you arrange it?
No, no! I arrange the grammar in places, but I haven't altered it at all, it's as it was.
I am asking you because when I had those gatherings [at the Playground], on some days I would feel
the full Force like this (gesture of descent), and everything I said would come direct. At other times, it
was the memory that spoke, and then it would be so flat! But when you read those Talks back to me, I
perceive those that were direct and those that were simply a machine playing (!) And this one, this talk,
was very good.
With the last ones especially, in the last year, to me it was very clear, perfectly clear: on certain
days That would speak (gesture from above), and I would only feel my mouth move and hear the sound
of my voice. At other times it was the whole storehouse of memories, and what was expressed was just
worthless.
111Questions and Answers.

For a long time, with these Talks we published in the Bulletin, I often used to arrange them
because the language seemed to me too spoken or disjointed. But now that I am preparing the
complete edition, I put things back almost word for word as you said them, except when it really
jars too much, when it's too ungrammatical! Otherwise, I leave it as it was, because I find that's
how it has force.
(Mother goes into a contemplation)

A head big as this... He was smiling, and showing us both something that was the symbolic image of
these Talks. It was very interesting! His head was this big (gesture: about a foot and a half), wholly
luminous with that supramental light which is... it's golden, but with red in it - not red: pink, but... it's
inexpressible.
It's almost like a flame, but not dazzling; and it gives the sense of a force - a really all-powerful
force. He was there like this (gesture between Mother and Satprem), between the two of us, with his
hand outstretched (it was all the same color), and held in it was a cube. And that cube was all those
Talks. So he showed the cube, which had a transparent light... (how can I put it?) a steady transparent
light - not still, but steady. And there were kinds of veins in it: blue veins, silvery ones... It was a cube,
you see, a perfect cube, but it was all moving about: blue, silvery, red veins, and also, here and there, a
small dark line. And he was showing it as if to say, "Here is how it is." The whole thing was a cube of
colorless, transparent light - purely transparent and purely luminous; and there were kinds of currents
passing through it: sometimes in a corner (but it was shifting about, not still), and it was now dark blue
(not dark, but blue - really blue), now silvery, now white, and in places, from time to time, here or
there (gesture to various points), there was in a corner or at an edge, a small black line!
He held it out in his hand and laughed!
It was very good! (Mother laughs) The exact representation of these Talks.
But he meant (it certainly looked like that), he meant that the whole thing was the cube - a wellorganized cube, with a transparent light, very pure, very luminous, like that, and then (laughing) it was
all moving about inside it!
I saw him in profile (he was just in between us), I saw him in profile, and his hand, which I saw,
was just in between us, like that, and he showed that so we would both see it - and he smiled and
smiled.... I think he wanted to laugh!

September 9, 1967
(The "unbearable pressure")
As soon as you want to do something, the whole opposite rises up in a mass... with a degree of stupidity
beyond all measure.

You want to create Harmony: everyone quarrels! Intelligent people seem to become stupid, they do
silly things - this morning I have been spending all my time writing to stop people from doing foolish
things.... Strange. Intelligent, responsible people, you understand, people who have worked for a long
time - and... tomfoolery.
Oh, as soon as there comes a little power - the power of light, power of truth, power of love (the
aspect of power in things) - as soon as that manifests (gesture of uprising), it causes a terrible
confusion: everyone feels full of energy, and with that energy does stupid things!... Then, if you
withdraw the Power... (gesture of flattening) flat out - no one does anything anymore!
Anyway...

September 13, 1967
(Still regarding Mrs. Z, the Catholic lady who hovers around the Ashram.)
I have a nasty little story to tell you.... The other day, I forget when, F. met Mrs. Z, who told her (she
too was in a concentration camp), "I would like..." (word for word) "I would like Satprem to go back to
the concentration camp to see if his reaction now would be different!" F. was so indignant that she
couldn't help telling her, "But that is a monstrous desire to have!"
There's my story: "I'd like him to go back to the concentration camp to see!..."
But the marvel is that I feel I could be sent anywhere, anything could happen to me, even the worst
things, and... nothing would budge!
It wouldn't matter in the least, yes, that's right. And that's what upsets them! You understand, for them
you can have that salvation only if you are Catholic.
Anyway, the matter is now closed.
But you know, it's not the end! I fought a battle with her.
Oh, did she write again?
A veritable battle.
When?
When I told her, "I can't do anything for you if you don't seek something else," she wrote me
another letter in which she said, "But I do seek something else," and so forth. I didn't want to reply.
Then I did a little drawing, a sort of picture that came to me: a big sun in the corner, mountain
ranges like in the Himalayas, then at the bottom, a small mosque, a small church, a small pagoda,

and a bird flying away towards the sun.... And I sent her my drawing!
(Mother laughs) And then?
Then she came to see me. And there was a veritable battle; really, for an hour it was absolutely a
battle with her. Because she kept pushing me, she wanted to know: "Why do you turn me down?
Why do you shut your door? Why do you turn me down?..." Then I was driven to tell her
everything: how she is imprisoned, how her religion is like a structure in which she is shut, how
one can't do the yoga until one breaks out of it and so on - it all came out. Because I was really
driven to it. I felt I was fighting a veritable battle, and two or three times I was very conscious of a
sort of little thing going like this [gesture like the tongue of a snake], just a malevolent little
vibration two or three times: "Ah," I thought, "this is it. "And at the same time, a kind of quite
sincere distress in her, when she said, "I have been wanting to come to India for twenty years now,
I have been waiting for this moment for twenty years now, so why do you close your door on me?"
It's difficult to break free from that grip.
Very difficult.
And how did it end?
Well, it ended up in nothing. I told her, "I am not closing my door on you, but I am putting you
face to face with what it all means." I said, "The ABC of yoga is precisely to pull down all those
constructions." But she told me, "Christ is the Supermind!" l said, "No, it's not like that!"
(Mother laughs)... It didn't leave any trace?
I was a little worried because it really was a battle, then afterwards I did some good praying, and
it passed off well.
It must be after that that she told F. she'd like to see you in a concentration camp - it was out of spite!
But I really spoke to her with the truth - not with violence, but with the truth that says, "Here is
how it is, I can't help it."
That's very good, it's the happiest thing that could happen to her. Sugaring the pill would have been of
no help.
We'll see. If the call is sincere, then we'll see.
But I did feel a sincerity, Mother, because what responded was like a response to a sincere call in
her. But at the same time two or three times I felt that little vibration and said to myself, "Oh, this is
nasty."
It's the fear of hell, mon petit! The amount of harm that conception has done in the world is frightening,
frightening: the idea that if you commit a serious fault, it means hell for ALL ETERNITY, do you hear!
It's horrible.
It's a dreadful, monstrous notion.

When you look at it as it is, outside all routine, when you look at it as it is, it's a monstrous notion -
I don't know what demon invented it.... If you were told, "You'll have to spend a few years in hell to
expiate," that would do - it's not charitable, not generous, but anyway it's acceptable; but that idea of
"all eternity" - an ETERNITY OF HELL - is something monstrous! It's a wholly diabolical idea.
And that's what frightens them. Even when consciously they don't accept it, it's there in the
subconscient.
(silence)

It is said... (but I am not sure about this, because it was simply repeated to me), a Catholic panjandrum
to whom I spoke my mind quite plainly, answered me, "In the College of Cardinals, they are taught the
truth and told this is not true." I said, "God bless the cardinals, but their first duty should be to destroy
this... monstrous formation."
The most terrible thing is that she believes she is free!
Of course!
She believes she is luminous, or enlightened. So I told her, "Of course, if you are inside a box and
there is light in the box, you have the fullness of light in a box!"
(Mother laughs) Oh, that's very good!
I told her everything, there came a lot of things like that. In the end she was frozen. It was a real
battle.
You did good work.
But you understand, the idea is, "Christ is the Supermind.... Christ is already risen from the dead,
he already has a glorified body, he is already transformed...."
(After a silence) No, he went back, he didn't stay. He doesn't have a glorified body, he went back. He
went back to the higher regions, he doesn't have a glorified body.... He may be glorified up there, that's
his business (laughing), but here... He went back. Of course, Sri Aurobindo himself said Christ was an
Avatar. An avatar in the line of Krishna, the line that represented... yes, goodness, charity, love,
harmony. He belongs to that line.
***
Regarding humility:

It's very simple: when you say to people, "Be humble," they immediately think of "being humble
towards others," and that humility is bad. True humility is humility towards the Divine, that is, the
precise, exact, LIVING sense that you are nothing, can do nothing, understand nothing without the
Divine, that even if you are an exceptionally intelligent and capable being, that is NOTHING in
comparison with the divine Consciousness - and one must keep that constantly, because then one
constantly has the true attitude of receptivity. A humble receptivity that sets no personal pretension
against the Divine.

***
(Then Mother talks about young R. and the coincidence between Paul Richard's death and the birth of
this child.)
I saw this child when he was hardly two months old, they brought him to me. He was quiet, peaceful, in
his mother's arms. She put him on my lap, and I looked at him - I looked at him, and also put a little
Force, like that. Then he gave a start and began to scream and scream.... They had to take him away.
But I very clearly felt that if I spoke to him... It seems that when he is spoken to, he listens: his eyes
open, he looks and listens eagerly, and when he is told about Auroville he shows great interest. And I
saw that his consciousness is as if centered in the mind; you understand, what I wanted to see was his
reaction to the silent pressure of the Force (I told you: he started screaming), but if he is spoken to (and
I knew it, I saw it), if he is spoken to he listens and is very interested.
The next time they bring him to me, I'll give him a speech, a long speech! (laughing) We'll see what
happens.
The other baby, A.F., has poor health, but if you recite poems of Sri Aurobindo to him, he becomes
blissful! Neither of these two are ordinary children, obviously.
But I'll try the next time I see R.... It's a "coincidence" - but is there such a thing as a "coincidence"
in the world? I don't believe in that.... In the past (I don't know what became of him afterwards), in the
past Richard had some occult knowledge, I mean I had given him enough occult knowledge for him to
be able to leave his body and enter another. So did he try to do it?... I know he wanted to come back
here; especially after Sri Aurobindo's departure, he took it into his head to come here.
We can't say, we'll see that later.
***
At the end of the conversation,
Mother gazes at Satprem
for a long time:

Did I tell you something?
Friends of F.'s, French people, who had come here once and have come again, wrote to me asking
to see me. The young man wrote to me, saying, "Last-time, you looked at me for a long time and I was
terrified by your look, is it necessary for me to come again?" (Mother laughs) I had given him an
appointment before reading his letter, so naturally I didn't look at him! But it made me see something.
Because of that (or through that), I saw a whole thing. And the same day, the very same day, I got a
letter from an Indian, perhaps a forty-year-old man, who wrote to me, "When I was sitting in front of
you, you looked at me for a long time and I felt that your eyes were burning all impurities in me." So
naturally, he expressed gratitude.
You know, when I go there [to the music room] to see people, I simply concentrate and there is a
sort of invocation to the Lord's Presence. And when He is there, when I feel the whole room full of
Him, then it's good. That is the sole will (still, passive gesture turned upward). I translated it when I
said to someone, "I give them a bath of the Lord"! And that's indeed how it is: His Presence, His
Action... His Presence, His Action... That's all. And when I look at them, there is no more person: there
is only His Presence and Action.

So there we are, it has a different effect on everyone!
They tell me, "Your look purifies me".... I don't want to go into such considerations and do not
answer anything, but there is only the Presence and the Action. I don't even try to know, neither what
happens nor how nor what He does nor what takes place - nothing. The only thing that comes into me
(into this consciousness) is the state of the person who is there: that's very clearly recorded. (Laughing)
The other day, there was a very amusing experience.... A girl here has taken a fancy to a gentleman -
neither of them is very young, that is, they are neither children nor young people: they are both over
thirty, or between twenty-five and thirty. So she writes him letters, long letters, sends him sweets, sends
him flowers, and he passes it all on to me. (There is nothing more than that.) It was her birthday, and
she must have had a rather guilty conscience, I suppose - as for me, I had completely forgotten the
story.... She came for her birthday, I received her as I always do, in the same way - and suddenly,
gnawing pains, cramps, sharp pains in the stomach. I wondered, "What's going on in her? What's all
this?" And it went on for quite a while, I had to make a little concentration to make it go. Then in the
afternoon, the gentleman (I don't think they meet) sends me a letter and a box of sweets she had sent
him. Ah! (Laughing) I said, "So there! She was afraid I would scold her and had gnawing pains in the
stomach!" There you are.... That's how it is, you understand, it's a kind of work in a general unification.
And people's reaction is felt in my body, that's how I become aware of it, conscious of it.... (Laughing)
At times it's bliss, at other times stomach cramps!
It's amusing.

September 16, 1967
(Regarding a rather painful letter Satprem has received from the same very Catholic lady.)
Yes, the first impression was... painful, then I took a good look; and at bottom, the whole trouble comes
from the fact that this person has a very high opinion of herself, she judges everything from the height
of her superiority - for instance, that air of benevolent compassion for the Ashram.... But that was my
first impression when I saw her the first time, and it has been growing since then. And this letter has
confirmed everything.
So then, I didn't say anything, but yesterday I made F. talk about the lady, and she finally told me,
"There is something I have never told you because it made me uneasy, but today I will tell you. Soon
after we first met, Mrs. Z one day told me (I repeat word for word), 'Because of MY position and
YOUR position, I am convinced that we are destined to bring the Catholic Church and the Ashram
together....'" F. told me, "I didn't reply - didn't argue, didn't answer, didn't say a word or anything, I just
left it at that."
But I said to myself, "There is the answer to everything...." She has put herself at the very top, on
the "summit" of the Catholic religion....
Yes, she told me the same thing.

That's it: she has been sent by God (laughing) to bring the Church and the Ashram together.
So I think it will be wiser not to say anything, to leave it at that - not to argue or reply. If she comes
(I don't think she will dare) just be polite, that's all. To reply is to play her game (that's what she wants).
If you like, I will keep your letter and hers with me like that, because for me it acts as a center of
action.
Before she came to see me, I didn't know she was a fervent Catholic, I hadn't thought about it, but
the first time she came and saw me, I simply thought (or saw), "My dear girl, you lack the humility
indispensable for making progress." That's all. Then everything has been unveiled little by little, and
yesterday the picture was complete because it takes some cheek to say, "We are destined to bring the
Catholic Church and the Ashram together."
When I got her letter, the force in it literally wrung my stomach....
(long silence)

All this is part of a great Plan of organization in the Mind....112
You know, in olden days you were put through ordeals - they were symbolic things, naturally, but
you were aware that they were ordeals, so you were on your guard. But now... I remember, in the very
beginning, when I started working with Sri Aurobindo, he warned me (I had already noticed it long
before) that the circumstances of life are every minute organized in such a way that one who is destined
to do the work is confronted with his own difficulties, which he must conquer, and with the difficulties
of the world he works in, which he must conquer too. If he has the humility needed to see in himself
what must be transformed so he can become capable of doing the Work, then all goes well. Naturally,
if he is full of pride and vanity, thinks the whole fault lies outside and there is none in him, then
naturally things go wrong. And the difficulties become sharper. And for as long as I did the work, for...
(how many years?) the thirty years I worked with Sri Aurobindo and he was there, and I was like this
(gesture hidden behind Sri Aurobindo), so comfortable, you know - I was in front, I seemed to be the
one doing the work - but for my part, I felt completely protected, behind him like this (same gesture); I
was very quiet, not trying to understand or know or anything - I was simply attentive to... what had to
be done, the necessary action. It was rarely necessary to tell him; if sometimes I was faced with a
difficulty I would tell him, but he didn't need to answer: it was immediately understood - thirty years
like that.
And when he left, there was a whole part - the most material part of the descent of the supramental
body up to the mind - that visibly came out of his body and entered mine, and it was so concrete that I
felt the FRICTION of forces passing through the pores of the skin.... I remember I said at that time,
"Well, anyone who has had this experience can, with it, bring the proof of afterlife to the world." It
was... it was as concrete as if it had been material. So naturally, after that it was there in the field of
consciousness.... But I have seen more and more often, more and more clearly, that all that takes place,
all the people we meet, all that happens to us personally (that is, taking this little body as being the
person), all of it is ALWAYS a test: you stand firm or you don't; if you stand firm, you make a progress
forward; if you don't, you have to go through it again.
Now it has become that way FOR THE BODY: when it hurts, when it gets disorganized, when it
threatens to fall apart.... And then, there is always that Consciousness inside, straight as a sword,
saying, "Now, will you stand firm?" And the cells are really touchingly goodwilled: "Oh, is it like that?
Very well, very well." So you remain very quiet, very peaceful, and then you call - you call the Lord.
112This great "Plan" is the whole broadening of Christianity which, since 1967, appears to have taken a decisive turn.

And you say the mantra, which comes automatically, and... Peace establishes itself. And after a while
the pain has disappeared - everything, just everything, all the threats disappear one after another. That's
how it is: "Lord, You are here...." And you know, such dazzling, indisputable proof of this Presence,
which is so wonderful and so simple, so simple, so total, in all that comes, all that happens, down to the
smallest details, so as to lead you as fast as possible to the transformation.
And all that draws near - near to a greater or lesser distance, but all that draws near is swept along
in the Movement, without even knowing it.
That's why I have kept this lady's letter.
To come back to her Catholic preoccupation, there have been some really interesting things.... You
know that the Pope, when he came here to Bombay, said things that I had told him like this (gesture of
inner communication) when we had that conversation113 (he certainly does not know whom he had that
conversation with, but I think he is conscious enough to know he had one). A conversation... We had
three of them, but one was long, important, precise; he himself was taken, like that, and when the time
came to leave each other - for him to go back to his body and for me to go back to my work - he said
to me, "And what will you say to people about our meeting?..." I told you the story. And, well, the
things he said when he came here to India were exactly what I had told him; the decisions he made
there were exactly what I had told him.... which shows it has had some effect.
Have you heard about the latest decision?... In the church, the priest always used to have his back to
the faithful while officiating: he would face the deity and have his back to the faithful (the original idea
was certainly that he represented the faithful's aspiration and prayer: he addressed himself to the
Divine). Now the Pope has said, "Turn your altars around, face the public and represent the Divine."
It's interesting.... They are doing it here now, and the comical part is that they've asked U. [a disciple]
to do the work of turning the altars around. That's how I know it, it's U. who told me; they have asked
him to go to all the churches here and turn the altars around. It's a big work because they are sealed.
(silence)

I'd like to be clear on one point deep down in my consciousness. If this person comes to see me
again, should I keep alive in her the idea of a possibility of reconciliation between her Christ and
the yoga, or should I squarely leave her under no illusion and tell her, "Anyone who wants to do
the yoga must break out of that"?
When I read her letter and learned the whole story, as always I did like this (gesture of still offering
upward), and then the TRUE thing came (not at all what she thinks or what the Pope thinks, but the
TRUE thing): an essential unity that will manifest on earth, but not just for this particular religion - for
ALL religions, all the religions that were manifestations of a... to understand each other clearly, let us
say of an Avatar, that is, something that was sent down from above, that came to earth to bring a
message, and a religion came out of it (I am not talking about all the forms of superstition and
ignorance). Those religions are destined to go back to their Origin and form a complex unity, complete,
total, that is to say, the essence of all human aspirations for... the unknown Divine. And that has not
only been sanctioned: it EXISTS. In other words, it's ready to descend.
In egoistic and limited human consciousnesses, it finds expression in this or that person, or it finds
expression in the Pope who, naturally, would like to... 114 That's his whole raison d'etre, otherwise he
would just be one little man among many others. There is, in other words, the whole motivation of
human egoism. That's what distorts everything. But there is a "something" (which they talk about
113See Agenda VI of July 3 and September 7, 1963, and Agenda V of December 2, 1964.

without knowing what they talk about), a something ready to manifest. And at the same time I seem to
be told, "Don't worry, be in peace, you don't need to do anything: it WILL BE, and as usual you will
spontaneously say what you need to say, without knowing it." There.
But what I wanted to say is that if she comes materially, you shouldn't try to fight or convince her
or change her, you should.... be a manifestation: you know, the shining Light, WITHOUT
INTENTION. Then the work will be done in order. To be the shining Light - without intention. Simply
the shining Light. Then you quite spontaneously say what you have to say, but without intention,
without mental intention. You do what you have to do, say what you have to say - the Lord is there.
It's interesting.
These people (laughing), we could say that their ego has taken the attitude of being the Divine's
instrument - but it's the ego. So naturally, they don't see clearly: they see what they want to see, do
what they want to do. And for them, "I am God's instrument."
We'll see.
I am trying to keep her somewhat quiet, I don't like her to interfere too much in your life. It's an
unnecessary strain. But if you do as I've said, if you withdraw into the Light and remain like that, it will
no longer tire you, or much less at any rate.
(long silence)

It's this extraordinary experience that when you take all that comes as the means to learn what you
should be - to increase your receptivity, increase your effectiveness - you immediately feel a
wonderful, all-powerful Presence, but concrete, like that.
Then you understand that nothing is impossible.

September 20, 1967
Someone has taken it into his head to print a brochure for February 21 next year [when Mother will be
ninety], so they sent me the brochure and asked me to write a message on the first page. And for that
brochure they have solicited (!) the opinion of all prominent people: there is Indira Gandhi, India's
president, and what have you. And everyone says what has always been said millions of times over: "A
great personality, this and that...." All the usual ineptitudes. So I wrote this:
There is no other consciousness than
the Supreme Consciousness.
There is no other will than
the Supreme Will.
There is no other life than
114Mother probably means, "who would like to bring about unity under Catholic auspices."

the Supreme Life.
There is no other personality than
the Supreme Personality,
the One and the All.
All the usual platitudes they do all over again!
I thought it would teach them a lesson.
***
Soon afterwards:

I had many things to say, but now I don't remember.
Only an observation, which is really very interesting: it's that everyone has said the same thing, all
those who had the Experience have said the same thing... but everyone in his own way, so it looks like
something different. Yesterday it was so clear, and again early this morning, the whole morning: this
way, that way, this one here, that one there (Mother shows different facets), the philosophers, founders
of religions, sages of all countries - they have always said the same thing. For instance, Buddha's
teaching and, say, the Christian teaching, seem to be so different, but it's always the same thing. Which
means there is ONE state (if you catch hold of it), ONE state in which you are conscious of the divine
Consciousness (not "conscious of": "conscious through" or "conscious with," I don't know how to
explain... it's the divine Consciousness which is conscious, that is, the Consciousness in its essence),
and there are no more problems there, no more complications, no more explanations, nothing anymore
- everything is as clear as can be. So then, everyone has tried to explain that, and naturally it has
become confused, incomplete, incorrect, with one explanation clashing with another - while everyone
is talking about the same thing!
It came yesterday in relation to a boy who sent me the letter from one of his friends, in which he
said the usual nonsense: "I don't believe in God because I can't see him." The usual little stupidity. And
in that connection, I saw (I looked, like that, looked for a long time), I saw that the one who rejects, the
one who asserts, the one... all that, all of it is (how could I put it?) variations on the same theme, even
when it appears to be saying the contrary.
Yesterday it was interesting, because the observation was the same for the materialists who feel that
the only truth is a "concrete" truth, the truth that can, according to them, be seen or heard or touched....
And it's the same thing, the same state - the same state reflected in different mirrors. But the difference
in mirrors is not an essential and radical difference, it's only... (gesture showing facets in movement),
yes, that's what some have called the "play," but it's not even a play; I might almost say it's a difference
of position.
Everything you can say about it is nothing, it's part of that huge chattering that tries to express the
inexpressible "something." But when you are IN it, it's so clear, so obvious - simple, without problems.
And the world is no longer a problem.
Even that apparently rather fundamental difference between those who regard the Manifestation as
divine and essential and those who consider that in order to reach the essential Divine you must leave
the Manifestation (because it's an "error" - that is, an error that took place in the Consciousness), even
those two positions are the same thing! But how can you explain it? When you say that, it seems
foolish, yet up above it's true. It's true - true and full. It's full, not hollow - here everything rings
hollow, so hollow; the hollowness of inadequacy. But up above...

It's almost like a kaleidoscope: you turn it and get one picture, turn it again and get another picture,
turn it again... yet it's always the same thing!
But now, it's the body that has the experience. In a certain state, the state which corresponds to
That, the essential state, everything is harmonious, with a living, smiling, happy peace; then as soon as
there is... a nothing, you know, a mere trifle, simply the coming into the atmosphere of something
clashing - a mere nothing - it's felt like something extremely acute and painful. But not in the way of
the pain of Ignorance, it's more like... you could call it a discomfort, but it's not even that.... Everyone
has explained it in his own way: some have called it "falling from the Truth into Falsehood," others
"falling from the Light into Darkness," others "falling from Ananda into suffering," yet others...
Everyone has given his explanation, but it's something else.... As for me, I have no words for it, but the
body feels it, feels it very acutely, and it sees that at the end of it, the consequence of it, is
disintegration. And its whole effort is to strive to reestablish that inner harmony, that harmonic state in
which everything becomes harmonious, everything - and in their appearance things haven't changed!
Yet in one way they are marvelous, and in the other detestable.
The opposition between the two things is growing sharper every minute: one moment everything is
divine, the next moment everything is detestable - yet it's the same thing.
Since the 15th of August, since that experience at the balcony,115 it has become very clear.
But then, it has nothing to do with thought, or even with sensation: it's purely material (Mother
touches the skin of her hands), and it's the difference between a progressive and unbroken harmony that
has no reason to stop and grows more and more conscious, more and more harmonious, and also more
and more... we say blissful, happy and all that - but it's not that! It's "something"... something so
NATURAL, SO natural and... with the rhythm of eternity. So there is THAT, and then suddenly
(gesture of reversal) you fall back into... exactly the SAME THING, everything is the same, yet
everything is the opposite!
To such a point that you have a perception, a material perception inexpressible' because it's hardly
mentalized, of a perfect Harmony which can, in the consciousness, turn into a serious disease! Things
of that sort.
There is also the vision, an extremely complex and at the same time complete vision, that those, for
instance, who have tried to explain the power of imagination, of thought or will or faith (all those
things: the direct action on matter), the vision that each of those things has caught hold of one little
aspect of the Thing, but in the Thing, there are no divisions; it's something which, when you perceive
or conceive it, is divided into scores of little things, but it's essentially... (how should I put it?) a way of
being, a way of consciousness - it's a WAY OF BEING, not even a "way of consciousness" because
that implies "being conscious OF something" and it's not that: it's a way of being. And that way of
being is what, in the human consciousness, translates as "Ah, the Divine!" - by opposition, you
understand. It's a PERFECTLY NATURAL and spontaneous way of being - but how, how does That
become this [the mechanism of the passage from one state to the other]? How does That become
distorted?... You constantly, constantly (gesture as of tiny reversals) switch from one to the other, back
and forth, over and over again, as if to learn - to learn how That eludes. To us it looks like (to us, to all
this poor consciousness that has gone through innumerable woeful experiences), it looks like a
"relapse" into the old state; so it's not that. But what's the mechanism?...
In the end, we would have the solution only if we found the how and the why.
Constantly, constantly... (same gesture of tiny reversals).
All the explanations people give are nothing but explanations. They are not THAT.
115The "golden peace."

Knowing the why or the how probably implies the power to change everything....
In that case, it will come one day.

September 23, 1967
I've had another visit from Mrs. Z....
She is pertinacious.
She won't let go!
So what happened?
I can sum it up in two words. She again told me about her religion, and I said, "But listen, if you
are satisfied with that religion, follow it!" Then she said this: "But you have secrets which we don't
have."
Oh, so that's it.... Then what did you tell her?
I told her I wasn't a guru, that if she wanted to follow this path, she had to have a guru and I
wasn't here to spread the Good News. I told her, "If you walk alone on this path, you run the risk of
taking your thoughts and desires for God's commandments, so it helps to have a guru who protects
and leads you. But I am not a guru." And I told her once more, "If you wish, Mother is there and
you can turn to her." Then there was a little something that made me angry: she said, "Sri
Aurobindo, yes, I understand Sri Aurobindo; Sri Aurobindo is an Avatar, but the Mother... she is a
highly developed personality, but not an Avatar." I replied, "But what kind of perception do you
have to say things of that sort!" Then I added, "It doesn't matter in the least...
Yes.
"...So long as one doesn't know, one talks about it; as for me, I don't say, 'Mother is an Avatar' or
'Mother is not an Avatar,' I don't say anything. When you have the perception, you are able to say.
That's all." Finally I told her, "I am not a guru."
(Mother laughs) It's very funny! I think the little lady is ambitious: she isn't so much after Knowledge
as after power.
But she is pestering you....
I take it as you told me to.

That's the only way.
Because she will come again, it's not the end.
Oh, yes, she is pertinacious.
But that's the crux of the matter: "You have secrets which we don't have."
Yes, that's it. But she only has to read! If she reads everything she will have the secrets, they are ALL
there. They are all there, all of them.
That's the beauty of it: as long as you are in the mind, you can go on reading indefinitely without
catching hold of the thing!...

September 30, 1967
Have you heard of the Pope's conversion?
The Pope's conversion! No!
I was very happy because it showed me that our conversations hadn't been in vain. I was wondering if
he was conscious; I don't know if he was conscious mentally, but in any case it's interesting, you can
read (Mother holds out a newspaper cutting to Satprem).
Vatican City, September 26
The Pope, in an article published here last night, has said his journey to India in 1964 was
"the revelation of an unknown world."
The Osservatore Romano published in an article excerpts from a forthcoming book of
conversations with the Pope by a lifelong friend, the French philosopher and academician,
Jean Guitton.
"I saw, as is said in the Apocalypse, a limitless crowd, a multitude, an enormous welcome.
In those thousands of faces I read, stronger than curiosity, a kind of indescribable
sympathy," the Pope said.
"India is a spiritual country. It has in its nature a sense of the 'Christian virtues'....
"Christian," he sees everything through his Christian word, but never mind.
"If there is any country in which the Beatitudes of the Sermon of the Mount could ever
become a reality for the mass of the country, that country is India," Pope Paul added....

Can you imagine!
"What is nearer to the souls of Indians than poverty of spirit, sweetness, peace, mercy, and
pureness of heart?" he asked.
"While the leaders of the West are politicians, in the land of India they are mystics and
sages....
Yes.
"Life runs in contemplation. People speak in a low voice. Their movements are slow and
liturgical. The country is born for the spirit," the Pope said.
Still, it means he is receptive.
And it explains the manner in which he received P. when he went there. P. [an Indian disciple], as
you know, paid him a visit; he was taken there by an Italian who had come here (a very nice boy who
showed him around Italy and took him to the Pope). The Pope gave him a private audience, and after
talking, asking questions, replying (it was a whole conversation), he said to P. with a smile, "And now
what will you give me?" (They spoke in French.) Then P. said, "I have only one thing, which I always
keep with me and is infinitely precious to me, but I will give it to you," and he gave him Prayers and
Meditations. And the Pope answered, "I am going to read them."
So it all fits together.
It's interesting.
Oh, yesterday I saw the photo of a man, a German who speaks German, but it's not clear whether he
was born in Germany or in America. He must be some forty or forty-five, and for many years... The
story goes like this: his parents, both father and mother, were thorough unbelievers, and when he was
born (or anyway the day after his birth), there was a horizontal column of light on his head, visible to
the naked eye. Naturally, the parents were troubled. But the interesting thing is that it's going on. That
man (I saw the photos) held in America a meeting with four thousand people (I saw the photo, four
thousand people!) and while he was talking there was that column of light, it could be seen in the
photograph. It was about as big as an arm and this long (gesture, about eight inches). And he feels he is
"spoken to," that something like the supreme Divinity speaks to him, and that he has been told to
proclaim the coming of the second Christ!... Well... He proclaims and gives people a kind of baptism. I
saw his photo and... it's very strange, he has a strong, powerful face, but a malicious mouth (hatchetlike
gesture), tight-lipped, clenched.
And recently I saw two photos of the heads of the Rosicrucian movement in Holland (or Belgium, I
forget), the Rosicrucian movement in Europe - exactly the same malicious, hard, inexorable mouth.
Strange.
Right in the beginning, you told me the same thing about the Pope.
Yes, he has the same expression; but he has a less malicious mouth, though with something inexorable.
But what is it?... And all those people, who are Christians, have it.
Anyway, about that German, it's quite obviously a vital phenomenon. To be visible to the naked

eye, it can only be a vital light. And he has innumerable disciples. He baptizes them for the second
coming of Christ.... It seems (I am not sure because it was written in German and only extracts were
translated to me), but he doesn't at all seem to have a philosophical mind or conceptions: it's only a
kind of action to bring people into contact with that light. I heard about him from a German woman
who is here (her mother is in Germany, she is a disciple of that man and has sent her the book). But her
mother is a bit frightened.
There is something inexorable - why? I don't understand. Because Christ came, on the contrary, to
speak of brotherhood, goodness, charity, compassion.... Yet this expression has something inexorable -
yes, there is no other word: tight lips and the mouth in a straight line like this (same hatchetlike
gesture). It gives the appearance of a terrible malice, something inexorable (which found expression in
the Inquisition, tortures and so on). Why is it there?... But that German, for instance, the light was there
when he was a baby, the day after his birth - he didn't have an inexorable mouth at that time!
But the evil with all those people - the Pope, this German, those Rosicrucians - is that ultimately
they only think in terms of a Church....
Of course!
In terms of a Church and of power over people to keep them shut in their construction.
Yes, exactly.
That's the evil.
Exactly. That German, for instance (I am not sure because I haven't read the whole thing), gives
baptism - he gives baptism, which means putting one's hand on the person and keeping him under
(gesture over a bowing head).
There is also a Korean, have you seen his photo?... I saw his photo, he is a hefty fellow and must be
the same age, between thirty and forty. A Korean who, for his part, bluntly says that he is, not the
reincarnation of Christ (I don't think he is Christian), but the "new Avatar" (if he knew the Indian
tradition, he would say "Kalki"116 ). And it seems he has hundreds of thousands of disciples! I saw his
photo... I saw him "Korean," you understand, that is, not universal.
But it means things are moving everywhere - moving more and more.
But this, a Pope saying this, is a new thing. It's new.
And I had that mental contact with him perhaps just three weeks before he came to India (of course
his thought was turned to India). We had a very interesting conversation, and all I said came to:
"Spirituality is much vaster than a Church, and as long as you limit spiritual realization to a Church or a
religion, you will be in complete Falsehood." He listened. And when he came to India, that's what he
said!
But I told you he was bothered by something. When he left, when it was time for me to get up and
we had to leave each other, he looked at me with a sort of anxiety in his eyes, and said to me, "What
will you say to your disciples about our meeting?" I smiled and said, "I will tell them that we were in
communion in the..." (not "identical" or "common," I forget the words) "love for the supreme Lord."
Then his face relaxed and he left.... "We were in communion in the same..." It wasn't "same" but... I
116Kalki: the last Avatar, who appears on a winged white horse and is armed with a sword. He will come "like a burning
comet."

don't know, something expressing that both of us had been in communion in "the love for the Supreme
Lord." And I said it like that, with a smile, which means it was Sri Aurobindo who spoke with his sense
of humor.... His face relaxed and he left.
***
(After a long meditation, Mother, still deep inside and half in trance, starts speaking:)
Did you feel anything special?... Because the last two or three days, but especially last night and this
morning, it was the body learning, the cells learning... I told you that the work till now has been the
change - the transfer - from acting out of habit and reaction to letting the divine Consciousness act.
And this morning, for a part of the night and the whole morning until people started coming, with every
action, every movement, every gesture, all the tiny little things (when, for instance, a problem is put by
someone or a decision has to be made, for years the answer has been coming from above), but now
with all material movements, also the inner movements, with the attitude of the body, of the cells, the
absolutely material consciousness, with everything, everything - the old method was gone.
It began with the perception of the remaining difference between how things were and how they
should be, then that perception disappeared and there only remained "that".... Something (how can I
explain?)... The English word smooth is the most expressive; everything is done smoothly, everything
without exception: getting washed, brushing one's teeth, washing one's face, everything (as regards
eating, for a long time that has been worked on in order that it should be done in the true way). It
always begins with (Mother opens her hands) this sort of surrender (I don't know the right word, it's
neither abdication nor offering but between the two; I don't know, there is no French word for it), the
surrender of the WAY in which we do things: not of the thing in itself, which is quite unimportant (in
that state there is no "big" and "small," no "important" and "unimportant"). And it's something so...
(vast, even gesture) uniform in its simplicity, there is nothing that clashes or grates or causes
difficulties anymore or... (all those words express things so crudely): it's something that moves forward
on and on so... (same vast, even gesture) the nearest word is smoothly, that is, without resistance. I don't
know. And it's not an intensity of delight, it's not that: that also is so even, so regular (same vast
gesture), but not uniform: it's innumerable. And EVERYTHING is like that (same gesture), in a
single... rhythm (the word "rhythm" is violent). It's not a uniformity, but something so even, and which
feels so sweet, you know, and with a TREMENDOUS power in the smallest things.
For several days there was (I told you the other day) the vision of cruelty in human beings, and a
very active work to make it disappear from the manifestation. That's part of the general work, with such
a concrete power (Mother clenches her fist) to make it disappear. It began with visions of horrors
(almost memories), which were seen - more than seen, you understand: things that aroused that
reprobation, that sense of horror.... Then it was organized in its totality and the whole thing was taken
up like that (Mother opens her arms), all those movements in time (time and space merge into
something... an immensity - immensity, infinitude, and, I might say, "multiplicity," but words are
poor), anyway it was a totality taken up in the consciousness - a totality of ways of being and
vibrations - and as if presented to the Supreme Consciousness so it may be transformed, so it may
cease to exist.
That's how it began.
Then, once that was done, it got as if concretized, concentrated on this little point of a body, so it
may, there too, become impossible for certain things, certain vibrations of unconsciousness to continue
to exist. And today the outcome was that transfer, which was constant - constant, unalloyed for about

four hours. Afterwards... It's mostly the invasion of outside things that cuts off the experience. Yet
there is no reproval of that invasion; the transformation - the TRANSFER - must continue AMID the
contact with all that comes. Then it will be fine.
There are two things. There is all this crowd I see constantly, and as soon as I am there, as soon as
the body is there to see the people, it's a long time (a "long" time, that is, humanly speaking) since it
stopped being anything but a channel, a kind of... (gesture showing the Force flowing down through
Mother to the people), so the Consciousness of the Lord may flow through it and go [and do its work].
There isn't even, or there is as little need to receive as possible: it's an action like this (same gesture
through Mother), the Force passing through. And when it takes place in that room over there [the
"music room"] which is exclusively reserved for seeing people, the room fills with the Presence, and
it's as if that Presence opened its arms to receive people, took them, enveloped them, and then let them
go.
But as regards the things personal to this body, like all that has to do with washing, food, now it no
longer takes place in the same way. I don't know how to explain. Here, it's an activity; over there, it's
simply a Presence. Here, it's an activity: you have to fill a glass with water, pour mouthwash, brush
your teeth - it's all activities. And, well... there are no memories left, no habits; things aren't done
because you learned to do them that way: they are done spontaneously by the Consciousness. In the
transition between the old and the new movements there is a difficult little moment when the old habit
is no longer there, nor is the new consciousness there permanently, so... It results, for instance, in
apparently clumsy gestures, gestures that are not exactly what they should be. But it doesn't last, it
happens once in a while for a particular thing, just for the lesson to be learned - there is always a lesson
waiting to be learned.
To replace the memory, the remembrance, the action, with... For instance, if you want to know
where someone lives, his address or house (that was last night's activity), the old method, the mental
method has to be replaced with the new method of consciousness that knows the thing just when it has
to be done: "This needs to be done." It's not, "Ah, I have to go there," no: you are every minute where
you should be, and when you come to the place you had to go to: "Ah, here it is."
It's really very interesting.
So, between the moment when you act like everyone and the moment when you act - when it's the
Lord that acts, between the two, there's a little transition: you no longer quite know this, and don't yet
quite know that, so at times this poor body feels somewhat uncertain, clumsy. But it's learning its
lesson very fast.
Really interesting.
(long silence)

Then you clearly understand why saints and sages, those who wanted to feel themselves live constantly
in this divine atmosphere, had got rid of all material things - because they weren't transformed, and so
they fell back into the old way of being. And there comes a moment when it's... unpleasant. But if you
transform that... it's in-com-pa-rably, vastly superior, in the sense that it gives an extraordinary
STABILITY and consciousness and REALITY. Things become the TRUE vision, the TRUE
consciousness; it becomes so concrete, so real!
Nothing - nothing else, nothing else can give that fullness.
Escaping, fleeing, dreaming, meditating, going into... all that is very nice, but how poor it looks in
comparison, how poor! So poor.

(silence)

The most difficult thing left is talking. That's the most difficult, it takes a great effort. This morning,
while I had that experience, there was almost a kind of entreaty from the body: "Oh, don't talk, don't
tell him." I didn't intend to talk, but (gesture from above) I am compelled to. The body doesn't intend to
talk, it doesn't like to, but something obliges it to.
That's the only difficult thing.
Words are so inadequate! I have been asked that, too: how will they communicate, the wholly
supramental beings (I mean, without the mixture of this material origin), how will they communicate?
Simply like this? (gesture of inner exchange)
Talking takes such effort.
And it's not a "thought communication" like what they call telepathy, it's not that: it's... movements
of consciousness. That too will take place without clashes or resistance: movements of consciousness
[in Matter]. If, for instance, something needs to be done but not by this body, by another, we are still
obliged to say, "This needs to be done in such and such a way," and that represents... you feel as if you
have to lift a mountain, whereas if the other person were in the same state, it would get done quite
naturally and spontaneously. I've had examples: now and then I SEE (not "think," but see), I see: "This
needs to be like that" (very small things) and I don't say anything - the other body does it. It happens
now and then, rarely - but it ought to be the constant state.... Oh, what an admirable life!
(silence)

And what about you?
I am in the tunnel, so to speak.
In the tunnel, oh, why?
A lot of work...
(Mother laughs) Oh, this is amusing! Yesterday or in the night, I forget when, I told you, but with great
force (it was something "very important"!), I told you, "At the end of the tunnel there is the light, and
don't argue - don't argue: at the end of the tunnel there is the light." (Mother laughs) I wondered, "Why
do I tell him that!..."

October

October 4, 1967
(Sujata gives Mother a flower called "Power to heal.")
Power to heal?... I've read in Plante the story of a man born in 1905, who for thirty-five years has
been healing people by the laying on of hands!117 His father was Italian, his mother Spanish, and he was
born in France, he is French. For thirty-five years he has been practicing the laying on of hands; he has
treated five million people - five million. Out of them two thirds were cured, and he has been sued
countless times... by doctors, naturally: he had no right to heal people because he wasn't licensed!... At
one of the trials (I'll tell you the beginning of the story after - the beginning at the end!), maybe one of
the last trials, his lawyer arrived very ill, with an attack of sciatica: one leg couldn't be moved, he was
in acute pain. The judge, thinking himself very clever, told him, "Well, why don't you cure your lawyer
to begin with?" The man got up, laid his hands on his lawyer, and five minutes later the lawyer was
cured: "Oh, but I am cured!" (Mother laughs) He was convicted just the same. Wonderful. Anyhow,
when he was quite small, that is, five or six, he had pinched a fish from his father who had gone
fishing, and the fish couldn't be found. Two weeks later, his parents found the fish again among his
things, with his toys... absolutely dry and perfectly intact! Then the father tried an experiment to see:
they had a fishbowl with goldfish; he took out two goldfish and gave one to his son, putting it in the
hollow of his son's hand - the fish started drying up. As for the second fish, a few hours later it was
rotten. Then they mentioned it to doctors (they were living in Toulouse, that was a little later, when he
was twelve or thirteen). One doctor had in his hospital a patient whose wound he had been trying to
heal for weeks and weeks in vain: it was horrible, purulent. The doctor called the child, who laid his
hands - the next day, the wound was healed.
And this man (I saw his photo, he has a magnificent head) says, "I live in God's presence." That's
what he says, and I don't think he makes any fuss - he doesn't have the time to, besides, because he
goes to bed after midnight and gets up at five every day, starts work at 5:30 and spends the whole day
working, that is, seeing people and people and more people (when that was read out to me, I thought,
"And I complain!"). It's admirable. He did some studies, but he isn't a philosopher, he doesn't have any
theories: he seems to have been born like that, with healing hands. He probably gets rid of infections by
dehydrating, so he cures all the diseases from that side. And they did (poor man, they must have made
his life impossible!), they did encephalograms, cardiograms and so on, and they noticed that just when
he lays his hands (for a few seconds, two or three minutes at the most), at that moment his heartbeats
suddenly go up from sixty to eighty a minute, then fall back to normal. And he doesn't seem to be
making any fuss, unlike that German I told you about - nothing at all, very simple, very nice.
I liked that story.
A beautiful head. A tall man, very strong, who eats very little. And he has two or three hours' sleep
at night, dreamless (that I understand!).
Interesting.
Sometimes people went to him only once, and he got worried, wondering why the person hadn't
117Mother is referring to Alalouf. See Plante 35, July-August 1967.

come again - "Yes, I was cured!" Then, trial upon trial, and an official of the tax department who,
incognito, was present at some of his treatment sessions, said he had never asked for money, not once.
And out of... (I don't know, while the official was there, I think a little over two hundred people were
treated), out of two hundred, sixty gave something. So the tax department was forced to acknowledge
that he wasn't contravening the law.
Still, he was convicted.
It's rather lovely: you have no right to heal unless you're licensed!...
***
Soon afterwards:

It's going on.... Have you seen a monk?
Well, I met him in the street, but I didn't speak to him.
He is going to see Pavitra this morning, and F. has seen him twice. He has come here while traveling
around India, and he seems to like the place very much. Here is his face (Mother shows a photo). Is this
what you met?... All right. He has written two letters, one to me and one to the prior of his monastery,
which he sends for me to read. The two letters together are rather interesting (Mother gives Satprem the
first letter):
Mother,
After only a few days spent in Aurobindo Ashram, where I have been nothing but the
"delighted" one from the cribs of Provence, I take the liberty of asking you if you would
allow me to remain here until the end of my stay in India, that is, until mid-December....
Signed: Brother A.

P.S. I am enclosing a letter to the Prior of Bellefontaine which I sent him in case it could
be of use, and which I thought should be communicated to you.
I told F. to ask him to stay on till Friday, so I could show you this today and ask you if you would mind
seeing the gentleman and speaking to him (to see how you feel). But if that troubles you... F.'s
impression is good. Here is his letter to the prior, read it:
"I have received your answer with joy and am writing again.... I am in Aurobindo Ashram,
where I thought I would only stay briefly, but there is a certain something here which attracts
me strongly, and I think I have had enough of traveling around. I intend to go to
Ramakrishna Mutt at Ootacamund, since I informed them of my visit, but will come back
here as early as possible. Everything here is wonderful and spellbinding. One who sees
beyond the surface panes might well wonder if the new heaven and the new earth St. John
speaks of do not meet here.
"I have a big church just a few minutes' walk away, and yesterday morning, the 1st of
October, the celebrant said, 'Become citizens of the heavenly city....' He could not have
aimed more precisely at my question mark. And in the evening, a young Parisian, landing

here as new as a newborn, met before anyone else that same priest of the big church, who
told him, 'What have you come here for? There is nothing.' The Parisian answered, 'What
about the Ashram?' The priest replied, 'The Ashram? It's a brothel.' Because of that insulting
declaration (and it is the kindest thing he said [Mother laughs...]), I am petitioning Mother
for permission to remain here till the end of my stay in India. I do think there is abomination
and desolation in the Holy Place. When will the Christ's saying be acknowledged at last, 'A
tree is recognized by its own fruits'? Jai-jai!"
Signed: Brother A.

Jai-jai means Victory-victory!
So, if you'd like to speak to him...
I don't mind seeing him.... Oh, the Catholics here hate us.
Yes. That's also what I said in my declaration,118 but they told me it wasn't true! They had the cheek to
tell me (Catholics who came to see me), "Why did you say that? It's not true." We should stick this
letter under their very nose. I KNOW this is how they speak to everybody. A kind of rage.
And it's been going on for a long time. It started when you were here with Governor Baron [twenty
years ago]. You remember, they used to write things on the walls?
So you could see him. I was even told he had seen you?
I saw him in the street. But I can't trust my impressions, because...
What was your impression? I'd be interested to know.
I dare not trust my...
It's the same with me: they are indignant to begin with, then...
I can't say I was very enthusiastic.... I felt what you feel with almost all Catholics, that something
slightly (what should I call it.?) evasive, not very clean.
Hypocritical?
Yes, something like that, and underneath you feel a great repression; something there,
underneath, which isn't clean.
That was also my impression when I saw his photo.
You feel those people are highly repressed.
They are hypnotized by that sex business.
118In the wake of the events of February 11, 1965, during which the Ashram was besieged, several disciples hurt and a few
buildings burnt down, Mother issued a declaration in which she implicated the various elements responsible for that
outburst of hatred. Among the very first elements, she mentioned Pondicherry's Catholics: "...First, the militant Catholics,
because - in spite of what the Pope declared after his visit in India - they are convinced that whoever is not a Catholic
must be an instrument of the devil...."

Yes, that's what I felt underneath, and above, eyes... that can't look straight at you.
That's right.
A Christian atmosphere of sin, basically.
That's why I wanted you to see him, because naturally, F.'s impression is very good, and Pavitra, when
he read the letter, was full of exclamations. As for me, I was like that (withdrawn gesture), on my
guard.
Why does he want to come?... Naturally, it might simply mean that he is very happy and content
here - that would be quite all right. But of course he is very much Christian, and doesn't intend to
change that.
I don't know.
I wanted to ask you to see him because of that... slightly painful impression, I don't know. And I
didn't want to write him, "Yes, you may stay," if it is to end in something unpleasant. But it may not, if
he is conscious - if he is conscious, it won't. You understand, to magnify the thing, in the name of their
religion they betray their soul. That's how it is.
If he is conscious of the Possibility, then it will be fine. Because at least he will be on his guard....
But I haven't seen him, I only saw his photo, and the first contact with the photo was like this:
"Beware...."
I also had a recoil. But I put it down to prejudices. I don't trust my feelings, you understand, in my
life I've had such abhorrence of this Christianity....
Was he wearing his habit?
No, he was in civilian clothes. But I tell you, the impression was that underneath it hasn't been
spiritually cultivated.
Well, see him. I'd like you simply to tell me yes or no, that is, "Favorable impression" or "Unfavorable
impression," something simple, one sentence, so that accordingly I may send him a line to tell him,
"You may stay," or "It would be better if you didn't stay."
But in the end, he will still find himself faced with the same problem as always: religion versus
freedom.
That's simply on the intellectual level. Because if he isn't a philosopher, if he doesn't live in ideas, it
doesn't matter at all: it's rather a question of EXPERIENCE.... It seems that the experience he had 119
was a "descent of Ananda," something he had never felt before, which came to him all of a sudden.
Then he told his Superior, "I'd like to go all alone into solitude, to the countryside," because he didn't
like rites, ceremonies and all that. So that was the starting point, and then he felt the need to come to
India. And in India he traveled all around, until he came here. He has been in orders for only two or
three years, it's a recent conversion (not "conversion" from a religious standpoint but from the
standpoint of life, because he must have been Catholic since his childhood, but he desired to leave life
and become a monk), that's recent.
119In France.

But it's a strange monastery, because Pavitra has had quite a sustained correspondence with an
abbot who was in that monastery (he has a file of letters this thick!), then it stopped abruptly, I don't
know why.
I don't feel this man is an intellectual, that's not the difficulty. But how to free them from the hold?
That's the question.
Yes, it is. That's what I felt when I saw him: that thing which was there over him. It's a sort of
"thing" common to all those people.
All of them.
An atmosphere. It's an atmosphere...
It's a collective suggestion, mon petit, and so strong, so strong!
I told you the story: some people, when they are awake, resist and fight; intellectually, they
understand; then, when they are half conscious or in sleep, it seizes them and they are terrorized.... It's
over the WHOLE earth, the whole earth (there are Christians everywhere), it's an atmosphere that I see
like a huge spider all over the earth.
(silence)

At any rate, there is clearly an effort to come closer (I showed you the Pope's declaration). That's why
if the time had come to undo that hold, it would be worth trying.
That's simply why I leave the door open - we'll see. For years I didn't concern myself with it, but
now that the Force has been going like this for some time (gesture of pressure), building up and
building up and building up (it's tremendous), all that will have to change at some time or other, so...
has the time come?
It's rather significant that for some time you've been seeing Catholics come to you from every
side!
Well, yes!
That Mrs. Z, this monk...
Oh, and also others who write.
Yes, that's why: if he has a conscious goodwill, that is, if the hold is a subconscious affair... (I told
you, he isn't a man with a mental power he needs to fight against, it's not that), but if he has a great
goodwill, through him we may be able to do something. That's why I want you to see him.
***
(Then Mother turns to the translation of the message she intends to distribute for the November
darshan:)
There is a text I find very interesting, I had never read it. I already told you about that:

"There is always this critical hostile voice in everybody's nature, questioning, reasoning,
denying the experience itself, suggesting doubt of oneself and doubt of the Divine. One
has to recognise it as the voice of the Adversary trying to prevent the progress and refuse
credence to it altogether."
Sri Aurobindo

It interested me greatly, because I noticed it was in the PHYSICAL consciousness, and very
widespread, and one constantly, constantly had to fight against it - in oneself, in others, everywhere.
It's like that, "underneath," as you said. So I find it interesting to say.
***
Soon afterwards:

Do you have anything to tell me?
Yes, but it's not important.
Never mind.
I saw T. She told me about her mother's departure, and said you talked to her about a certain
experience you had had with her mother during her whole period of coma or "unconsciousness"?
Yes.
And she would like you to tell your experience again.
You know, I can never tell the same experience twice. It came (it wasn't my intention to tell her all that;
my intention was to say a word or two, "All is well"), then it came, and so I spoke. But once it has
come out, it's over. I don't even remember what I told her. One thing I know. It's that I deliberately (I
don't know if this is what she understood), I deliberately wanted her mother's departure to take place in
the most harmonious possible conditions, with the least possible wastage, so she may retain the
COMPLETE fruit of her passage in life, and... What I did in reality (but this I didn't tell her), from the
moment I got the news of her stroke (it was an apoplectic seizure), was to put her in a bath of the Lord.
I kept her like this (gesture of enfolding). So, as for me, I knew first of all that if she was to be cured,
she would recover quickly enough, and that if she didn't recover, it would show it was really time for
her to go, but then she would go with... her body benefiting, so to speak, the substance benefiting from
the whole profit from physical life, and with her inner being in the best conditions. Of course, the inner
being in the best conditions is the case for everyone, for all those who pass away here (but I generally
don't have the opportunity to let the inner being go out slowly, you understand 120 ). I saw... you know
that when Sri Aurobindo left, we kept him for five days; I saw how it happened. I told you, while I
stood beside him, it came out of his body and entered mine, and it was so material that there was a
friction - the body felt the friction of the Force coming in. And I saw (of course, in that case it was
120Because people hurry to burn the body.

quite different, tremendous, but for everybody it's like that), I saw this: for the departure to be as
harmonious as possible, it should take place like that, according to an inner RHYTHM, with the
Presence (which is both a protection and a help), the Presence of the divine Force. So I put her in that
Presence. And even (I don't know if she told you), when her brother, who is a doctor, came, he declared
with their usual overweening confidence, "Oh, she'll be gone before tomorrow noon." I didn't say
anything, remained quiet. Naturally, three more days went by. And even he was forced to acknowledge
that there was something there he didn't understand.
What did she tell you?
She told me you had had a special experience with her mother, in the sense that the consciousness
of the cells, the material consciousness of her body's cells, was able to leave along with the inner
being, it wasn't lost.
Yes, but that is the NORMAL thing.
It's the normal thing. But then, it takes time. And the result is that the whole benefit the cells got
isn't lost.
Yes, here, they hurry to burn people, that's terrible.
Oh!... But she was buried. Oh, I know that. I know, I saw two or three cases here, people who were
conscious - it was horrible for them, frightful, frightful.
There was the case of C.121 He had learned to go out of his body, he knew how to do it: he would go
about and see things; he would see, note things, and come back into his body. Then, when he was
operated on, the doctors didn't take the necessary precautions and the heart couldn't withstand the shock
of the operation: five days later, it was over. But he was in the habit of going out, so he went out and
came to me (that's how I knew it before they came to tell me he was "dead"). But he wasn't at all aware
of being dead: he had gone out of his body as he used to, and he came to me. he was with me. So then,
it was quite fine, he remained peaceful. Then, at a certain point... (he died in hospital, and naturally, at
that time nobody listened to me: they burned him much too soon - it would have been too soon
anyway, because in his case, precisely because he had that practice, much precaution and time would
have been required; but it was all rushed through), then all of a sudden, when they burned him (I didn't
even know the time of the cremation), he suddenly came into my room, you know, appalled... appalled,
crying, miserable: "But I am dead! I didn't know I was dead, but I am dead and they've burned me,
they've burned me!..." Oh... it was horrible, horrible. So I calmed him down, told him to stay there, be
calm, be with me, and that I would find him another body. And for a long, long time I had him
consciously near me. Then I taught him to reincarnate - it was all done in detail. So I know...
The same thing with N.S. In his case also... He had fallen on his head and fractured it (he fell in a
faint in the street, that's how he died). He was taken to the hospital. But he went out 122 and came to me
right away (and so I knew: when I was told the accident had happened, I already knew something had
happened because he had come to me). I kept him there, put him to rest, and he was quite peaceful -
quite peaceful. They didn't even consult me about the time when he should be burned or anything (of
course, a family of doctors!). Then, suddenly, brrt! (gesture of bursting) he went out of my atmosphere
abruptly, like that. And no more sign of him.... It took me DAYS to recontact him - and that was the
121An engineer of the Ashram. Mother already spoke of this case in Agenda I of May 28, 1960.
122Went out of his body. Mother narrated this experience in Agenda III, July 4, 1962.

shock he had when they burned his body. It took me days to find him again, put him back to rest, gather
him together. And one part had disappeared; his whole consciousness didn't return, because a part of
his most material consciousness, of the material vital, must have been thrown out by the shock. I know
it, because Albert's123 father was operated on (it was more than a year later, maybe two), and when he
was chloroformed, he suddenly saw N.S. in front of him (of course, even a part can take on the
appearance of the whole being, Sri Aurobindo explained that, it's like a photograph). He saw N.S., and
N.S. asked him news of his family, news of his wife, news of his children, and he told him, "I worry
about them." It must have been the part tied to his family, which must have been separated from the
rest of his being: when he came to me, he was complete, but afterwards, I don't know what happened
(gesture of bursting under the shock). And it was so concrete that when Albert's father was woken up
again, he said aloud, "But why are you cutting short my conversation with N.S.?" That's how they
found out. He told them, "But I was talking with N.S., why have you interrupted my conversation?" So
they found out.
There.
(Sujata:) Mother, I too saw N.S.
When?
It was the year he died, but months later. Less than a year later: eight or nine months. I saw him,
he had come to my house (it was in the night, in dream), he was in our house, standing near the
door, and I went to see him.124 But someone who was near me said, "But he's dead!" And that gave
poor N.S. such a shock, he was in pain. So I took him with me, made him stretch out on my bed. V.
was there, and I sent her to inform you.
All that in dream?
All that in dream. I calmed him down, then told V. to go and see you.
But that division, that separated part came about when they burned him. Until then, I had kept him
complete, and would have made him pass into the psychic as I do with everyone, peacefully, smoothly,
without difficulty. But brrt! (same gesture of bursting) It's a frightful shock, you know! They put the
fire in the mouth first.... It's... Oh, the way men behave with each other - I have SEEN all that, I have
SEEN it.... It's such a frightful, frightful thing!
And to think that... It has happened not once or twice but hundreds of times that people who loved
someone (they loved their father or brother, or their mother), as soon as that person is dead, if they see
him in a dream or vision, they get terribly frightened and try to chase him away!.... Why?... If I ask
them why, it's such a spontaneous movement in them that they can't answer me. They can't, they find it
so natural that they are surprised I should ask the question.
That's what I said to T. (I don't think she understood), I told her that there isn't so much difference
between what people call "life" and what they call "death"; the difference is very small, and grows still
smaller when you go into the problem in depth and in all the details. People always make a clean cut
between the two - it's quite stupid: some living are already half dead, and many dead are VERY alive.
123Albert: the Ashram's kind tailor.
124Sujata later added: "He was very tall, as high as the door. And he asked me news of his wife."

October 5, 1967
(From Satprem to Mother)
Sweet Mother,
I have seen the monk.
My impression is favorable nevertheless.
With love
Signed: Satprem

October 7, 1967
(Satprem describes his meeting with the monk.)
...But he talked with Pavitra, and he said he is interested in the quest for the "inner divine," that's what
he wants to find. He said, "The divinization of the earth is all very well..." (Mother laughs) but what
interests him is the discovery of the inner divine. Did he say anything to you?
Yes, while we were talking about dogmas, he said that all those outer things had no value for him
and what mattered to him was the ascent here [gesture to the heart], the assumption and
resurrection here.
That's good. If that's how he understands religion, it's good. Well, he seems to be sincere in his own
quest.
He told me that in reality, sacraments, rites and so on didn't interest him much, but that he didn't
want to leave either sacraments or rites, because, he told me, "If I leave them I leave their society, I
am excluded and lose any means of action."

He wants to do something?
Yes, his idea is to broaden his Christianity, to find a truth and then take it there.
Oh!
He even told me something I found quite Christian; he said, "Deep down, I have a desire for total
consecration, total self-giving, to be like a martyr and give my life for that new truth...." He thirsts
to be a martyr - the martyr of the Church.
Sri Aurobindo once said (jokingly, as it were), while talking with those around him (I was there and we
were talking about Christianity and the "new Christ"), he told them, "Oh, if the new Christ comes, the
Church will crucify him!"
(silence)

Oho! So he has ambition....
Yes, of course, it's a kind of ambition. But it stems from something sincere.
Yes, a good intention.
Well, it's all right, we'll see what happens.

(Mother then holds out to Satprem
a peculiar rose, which in a few petals seemed
to want to be red, then turned pale yellow.)

You'd say it didn't know its own mind!
Just like people: they want to do one thing, then end up doing another. Perhaps it will also be like
that with this brother A.?
Anyhow, it's the first time I've heard someone say he wanted to change something: the others want
to change the new thing to suit it to their religion, but he wants to bring the new thing into his religion
to change it. it's good. It's a good intention.
Why are people hypnotized by the past?... It's strange. The thing was very interesting when it came,
of course, very necessary; it had to come, it did its work - but now it's over.
They don't know how to move on. They just sit down like that - "Now I've found it! I'll sit down
and won't budge." (Mother laughs)
Sri Aurobindo always used to say, "I don't want people to do the same thing with what I have
said...."
One must always go farther.
And he is still saying new things to me, it's very interesting.... This morning again, for a long time,
it was as if everything established were swept away: "Ah, no! A little farther, a little higher, a little
truer...."

(silence)

He also talked about people's fear - his prior's, for instance.
Fear?
Yes. This prior is a very nice man, sincere, who seeks the truth, but ultimately he has fear.
That's it.
And he told me, "The devil isn't in sin: this is where the devil is!"
In fear, yes.
But still, in the end he said, "You too are part of the Roman unity."
Ah, but I was told the same thing. A "leading light" of the Church said to me, "But what do you know?
You belong to the universal Roman Church." I told him (laughing), "Well, I don't mind, that doesn't
bother me!
But they're a nuisance with their Church!
(Mother laughs) They're like that.
Rome!... But Rome was a nonexistent fetus when there had already been millennia of wisdom.
But Rome is nothing! I don't know why in Europe they attach so much importance to this whole
affair....
The world begins with them.
Even from the standpoint of culture, Rome was far inferior to Greece.... I don't know why - but it's the
case of all the Latin countries, I think.
They put everything upside down.
That's what always stops me, because you feel you pour or give them some good substance...
And they change it.
...and it simply goes to swell their Roman affair. That's what bothers me.
Yes. Oh, but they aren't the only ones to do that. As a matter of fact, all the old things seem to be
swelling up as much as they can so as not to disappear. I received today a greeting card from a former
disciple.... (Mother looks for the card) His name was A.C., an Israelite who was here and then went to
England. In England he belonged for a long time to the "Sri Aurobindo group," then when the war
between Israel and Egypt broke out (or a little before), he became fanatic, a fanatic Israelite: "I want to
work for Israel alone." And as he had been contacted about Auroville, he answered, "Can Auroville
help Israel?" Things of that sort. And right now, it's the New Year there, so he sent me this (Mother

shows a card with seven candles illuminating the world, and wheat ears). In the past, he used to call me
The Divine Mother, and Sri Aurobindo was The Lord. Then in his last letter, it was "Guru" (I have
become the guru!), and, "I want to inform you that I have left the group." And now he sends me this
card: "To the Mother... God bless You" (Mother laughs). And it's the same thing, of course! Over there,
few people are religious, they rather have a very practical mind, but he has the religious temperament,
so now it has become like this (Mother puffs out her cheeks), his Judaism is swelling up. The seven
lights and the ears of prosperity.... I found it touching: "God bless You" (Mother laughs).
I remember, long ago, right at the beginning (I think I had just moved into Sri Aurobindo's house),
someone, I forget who (did Tagore have a sister?... 125 ), she was a tall and strong woman, rather aweinspiring, who had come to spend a day in the Ashram, and she told me, "Why don't you keep some
rooms and rent them out to visitors? You would get ten rupees a day." (Mother laughs) I stared at her, I
was flabbergasted (she was teaching me to be practical!). And at the end, she said, "God bless you." At
that point I couldn't restrain myself, and I answered her, "It's already done!" (Mother laughs)
So it's the same thing everywhere, a patronizing attitude.
And when they are too small to swell themselves up, they enter religion and swell it up: they turn it
into an enormous thing that dominates the world.
Ah, never mind, if they find it amusing...
(silence)

What do these people call "sin," to begin with? What is sin?... When I am told about sin, I answer,
"You know, sin is not being Divine."
So the whole world is in sin.
For them, the Catholics, sin is that miserable affair of sex. Yet they do bless marriage! They bless
marriage, and when you are married by the Church, it's for eternity! If you go to hell, you go to hell
together; and if you go to heaven, you go to heaven together - but you can never separate! (Mother
laughs) Word for word, I am not making anything up.
But I told him, "Yours is a barbarous religion."
What did he say!?
But he rather agreed! His idea is to bring some new air into it.
(silence)

But it's very much like when you want to clean a pond and you stir its depths: it becomes disgusting, it
all rises up.... Every day there come two or three things... Anyway.

125It was not Tagore's sister but a relative of his, Sarala Devi Choudhurani, a revolutionary whom Sri Aurobindo had
known in Bengal.

October 11, 1967
(Sujata gives Mother a flower called "New Birth.")
(To Satprem) Tell me, what's a new birth?
Being radically different.
(After a silence) Becoming new every moment.
This morning again, for, oh, more than two hours, absolutely a new person. And every time, with
the work, the contact with the world... [it fades away]. But it doesn't quite return the same, something is
gone. For two hours this morning, it was still more than the other day, but not the same thing - never
the same thing, never the same experience twice.
But it was... At one point I thought of you and said to myself, "Oh, if he were here and could note
this down, it would be interesting...."
***
(Mother goes to sit at her table, then laughs at the extraordinary accumulation of things on it -
precariously balanced packets, stocks of envelopes, paper, pens....)
Here everything is arranged: if you have the slightest unconscious gesture, it means catastrophe! There
are little beings that have been assigned to keeping watch, and that's the funniest of all: if you have an
unconscious movement like that, they snatch from you the thing you are holding and send it flying far
away! It has happened to me countless times. In my case, of course, I just laugh, I know what's going
on: they take the thing and poff! send it flying into the air as if you had made a violent gesture. It
happens constantly. This table has been PURPOSELY arranged for that - it wasn't me who arranged it:
I was MADE to arrange it. And that's how it is: if you make an unconscious gesture, something
tumbles down - naturally! (Mother points to the piles of envelopes)
Your table is frightful!
Yes, but each thing has its purpose and usefulness.
I also have deities (Mother lifts three statuettes, deluged with a few others in a torrent of paper):
this is a standing Ganesh; this is Garuda, Vishnu's attendant; and this is Shiva's bull. And here (a little
farther on the table), I keep three Ganeshes: a tiny little silver Ganesh, between the legs of this deity (a
modern-looking one), then another Ganesh, I don't know what it's made of, and finally a bronze
Ganesh. And in here (Mother points to a drawer in which she keeps money), I have three other
Ganeshes: a bronze one, a silver one and a gold one! It's because he promised me that he would give
me all the money I need, so this way (laughing) he can't say I forget him (or his promise either!).
This Ganesh (on the table) was given to me by a little boy maybe two and a half years old. When
that little boy was a few months old and till the age of one, whenever his mother brought him to me he

would cry and scream and make scenes - the parents were in despair. Every time I would tell them,
"Don't worry, all will be well, we'll be very good friends. Then the parents would stare at me in
disbelief. Now he is two and half or three, and as soon as he is in the stairway, waiting - "Mother,
Mother, Mother!..." (or "Ma," I don't know). But when he comes in (he is the first of the family to enter
the room), he comes with a flower; and once, he gave me this Ganesh, but with such consciousness! He
is wonderful. Yesterday, he was absolutely exquisite: he comes in first, so self-assured, so joyful, then
gestures to me as if to say, "Everything is just fine, don't worry!" And I speak to him - he doesn't
understand a thing of what I say, but he approves gravely. Absolutely exquisite.
There is great progress among children.
***
(Soon afterwards, regarding the "Durga puja" or festival and ceremony to the Universal Mother,
which has taken place this very morning.)
This morning I had a visit from Durga. She pays me a visit every year, but this morning it was
interesting because she explained to me her point of view, how she feels existence, and at the same
time.... You know that she came last year, I told you the story. (Previously, when I used to go
downstairs to give darshan, she would not only come but stay there for the whole time.) But when she
came last year I told her, "Very good, it's very good, you fulfill your universal function very well, but
you are missing something...." And I explained to her the meaning of being in conscious and attentive
contact with the supreme Will. She understood. She understood and adhered, she said yes. And during
the year she must have tried, because when she returned this morning, there was really a difference,
especially a difference in the understanding, and she explained it to me. Then I spoke to her about the
physical human nature and its infirmity, and she told me, "There is in this body something we - all of
us up above - do not have and cannot have: the possibility of a constant Presence of and a constant
contact with the Divine." She had never thought of it before! Only since a year ago. And she said it
with such intensity - such intensity and understanding and meaning.... It was as though all human
miseries instantly disappeared in front of this EXTRAORDINARY thing - the possibility of feeling in
every cell the divine Presence.
It was really interesting. The morning was really interesting.
She stayed here while I was washing, and she told me, "See, you can do all this, and not for a
minute, not for a second do you lose the contact with That, with the supreme wonder. And we who are
full of power, without any of your petty miseries, any of your petty difficulties, we are so used to our
way of being that we don't see the value of it, it's something obvious, almost inevitable." And she said
(Mother smiles), "We never think of the Divine, because we ARE the Divine.... So there isn't that will
to progress, that thirst for ever better, ever more - we totally lack it."
It was really interesting. I am putting it into words (of course, she didn't speak to me in French!),
but it was very simple, the contact was very simple (gesture of inner exchange), and very natural, very
spontaneous. At one point I even asked her (laughing), "Do you enjoy all this worship people give
you?" She said no. "No, I don't care." She is too used to it, she doesn't care.
***
Later, regarding

Auroville:

I met Y. They're preparing an issue on Auroville, and she came with a list of questions this long
(gesture), saying, "I don't know Auroville's sociology too well." I told her, "Neither do I!" Then she
asked me questions (very intelligent ones, mind you), and I answered her. But there was one thing
about the selection of people and admissions to Auroville; I told her that naturally, the essential
condition to be able to select people was that preferences, attractions and repulsions, likes and dislikes,
all moral rules, all of that must have completely disappeared - not that one should be on the way to
overcoming it, it's not that: it must have disappeared (laughing), there must be no more ego! Then I
told her, "It's not a judgment, it's not that you look at people and judge whether they are fit to be there
or not, destined to be there or not, it's not that at all - you don't 'judge'...." And after she left, I noted the
end of the thing (Mother takes a note and reads it out):
"The Force is put on all, identical and supreme...
The Force is identical for all (uniform gesture all over the earth) and supreme, that is... well, it means
supreme, like this (same even, outspread gesture). Whoever they are, whatever their attitude, the Force
is put on all identically - and THEY are the ones who classify themselves; it's not that you decide that
such and such person goes here or there or here: they classify THEMSELVES according to...
"...And everyone classifies himself, by himself, according to his own receptivity and the
quality of that receptivity - or else his refusal or incapacity."
All degrees are there, of course. When it's refusal or incapacity, then the person flees BY HIMSELF,
saying, They're fools, they are trying to do something impossible and unrealizable." (I know many such
people, they think they have superior intelligence.) But even to place themselves, it's people themselves
who will do it.... She came with the idea of a hierarchy. I said, "Yes, everything is always in a
hierarchy, especially all conscious individuals, but not out of any arbitrary will: it's people themselves
who spontaneously take their place without knowing it, the place they must have. It's not," I told her,
"it's not a decision, we don't want categories: this category, that category, and so this person will go
here, that person will go there - all that," I said, "is mental constructions, it's worthless!" The true thing
is that NATURALLY, according to his own receptivity, his own capacity, his inner mission, everyone
takes up the post which in the hierarchy he truly and spontaneously occupies, without any decision.
What can be done to make the organization easier is a sort of plan or general map, so that everyone
need not build his position but will find it ready for him - that's all.
It was amusing, but very interesting.
(Mother gives her note to Satprem) But water from the flowers fell on it, so it's half erased!
The danger with all those people is that they want to codify things.
Oh, they want to build a mental construction, like that, as square as a prison, it's awful.
But you know... when she comes, she is very nice, very kind, very receptive and open, and quite
ready to receive and listen, at least in her outer attitude, but it seems she has a "group" over there, and
in that group... (I heard it through some sincere people who went there) it's frightful! Harsh judgments,
you know. And a crushing superiority.
It's a pity.

I also heard (she didn't say anything to me or show anything), but anyway I heard that the Bulletin
is behind the times.
That came to me.
Ah?
And strangely, it came to me as from Y.
Well, well!
The very words you've used. I don't know why, one morning something said, "Oh, the Bulletin is
behind the times." And it was as if Y. was on the line. It's funny.
(Mother remains silent) Sri Aurobindo is already "in the past"!
She doesn't waste time!
But I know that, because I got a letter from her which gave a hint of it. She said that the Mother in her
four Aspects, as in Sri Aurobindo's book, was "all very well for today's creation" (let's not yet say
"yesterday's creation," let's say "today's"!), "but for tomorrow's creation, there must come the Mother's
aspect of Love, which hasn't yet manifested." And it was put very deftly, but in such a way it was
impossible not to understand that it was this lady who was to manifest That....
As for me, I said, "Very well! (Mother laughs) What the Lord wants will be." But since then, I have
been treating her as... (what should I say?) more than an equal - as a superior, and with assertions... that
for her are crushing. And I never miss an opportunity to tell her that in order to do this or that, or to
manifest That or... one must SPONTANEOUSLY AND DEFINITIVELY be above all desires, all
ambitions, all preferences - every time, like this (hammering gesture).
Nothing in her apparently budges, but... Very well (laughing), if she stands the "test," we'll see.
There is something very hard in her.
Hard, yes, very hard - merciless.
She is like the caricature of something else.
Exactly that.
(silence)

She brought me a little poem in French on "The Beloved and His Beloved" (all that up above), which, I
must say, was very pretty. So she read it to me, and when it was over I told her, "But Love - this
Beloved and his Beloved - is not a person, these are not persons; they are not human beings, not even
symbolic human beings...." And at that point something opened up above, and I told her what Love is.
She was gripped at the throat so strongly that afterwards I almost lost my voice.
We'll see. Everyone can change, no? I give her her FULL chance.
You know, it's so wonderful, in fact.... Where That manifests doesn't matter in the least; whether It
manifests here, there, or there, doesn't matter in the least, it's always the same thing manifesting

everywhere. And wherever That chooses to manifest, which is where It must necessarily best manifest,
there It manifests. The only thing - the only thing - is not to allow illusion and deceit to mix in, to hold
them ruthlessly in their place, otherwise... None of the ego's mischief - we don't want any of it.
Because it's petty, mean, stupid, useless, a waste of time, and because it causes unnecessary turmoil in
the atmosphere. But apart from that... whether That manifests here or there or here...
(silence)

Some people are quite taken by Y. But others who are conscious and went to her group once never set
foot there again.
From the start I've had a sense of recoil from her.... The ego's hardness, that's it.
Yes, with a wholly benevolent mask.
Very interesting.
(long silence)

But the gods have a divine ego. That's what was really interesting this morning.... They feel they exist
in themselves, by themselves, for themselves (Mother clenches her fist). Only, of course, there's no
comparison with the sordidness of the human ego.
But that's what was so interesting this morning.... Once these divine egos have abdicated, and to the
extent of that abdication, it will mean an EXTRAORDINARY transformation in the creation. It was
like a vision taking shape slowly (Mother closes her eyes), almost with pictures, as if I saw the whole
earth (gesture of a ball) and the picture of Durga (gesture enveloping the earth)! and the two together,
it was quite lovely.
The earth in her arms...
(silence, with eyes closed)

And in those visions (let's take this one, for instance), Durga has a visible, defined form, while this
body [Mother's] isn't there because this body belongs here, down to earth; so it's a radiating center of
white light that can take a form (but doesn't have one), a radiance of light, a vibration of light, of
consciousness - of conscious light. And that's very interesting.... (Mother keeps her eyes closed) It was
as if to see how this - this consciousness, this light - can manifest in precise forms on earth without
losing something of the purity and radiance of the consciousness....
(Mother goes into a long contemplation)

There was here (gesture between Mother and Satprem), like that, one of those kinds of lamp stands,
like the ones they make with snakes, you know - but it was high, this high (gesture about five feet). It
was in copper, with inlays. designs in it, and at the top was a ball that contained all the lights, as if
every snake's head was a light - it was magnificent! Really magnificent. And it was lit. There were
"Power" flowers [red hibiscus] forming garlands around the base. And then, someone said, "Isn't this
more beautiful than material reality?..."
And that was the artistic construction - mental, artistic - which was "more beautiful than reality."
That was the guiding idea of the person we have mentioned: "Isn't this more beautiful than real
nature?" Like that.

It was very beautiful, a beautiful thing, but... it's the mental fossilization of the Thing. It was very
interesting - unexpected, I didn't expect to see that: a shape of a coiled snake, in bronze, with bronze
inlays, but magnificently wrought! And the burning lamps, the burning light... superior to reality: "Isn't
this superior?"
And the symbol of it was so clear to me that I was astounded.
It is, so to speak, the acme of mental evolution.
(silence)

The Lord makes use of everything, and He isn't afraid. He makes use of everything.
It's interesting, very interesting.
How He has used the gods, how He uses everything, how He has used the Adversaries...
everything.... It's all ways of being, and everything leads... where we must go.

October 14, 1967
(The conversation begins an hour late. Sujata gives Mother flowers called "Transformation.")
Two for you (to Sujata), two for you (to Satprem), and one for me.... It's to prompt the body to
transform itself! (Mother slips a flower through her buttonhole) It tries its best, people don't leave it
much time to look after itself.... It's getting worse and worse.... The nights are shorter; during the day,
the moment when I used to be able to rest is gone. So it's kept constantly, constantly busy. Not very
easy.
***
Soon afterwards:

All of a sudden, yesterday afternoon towards evening (around six, or a little before), there came a sort
of atmosphere of... (what should I call it?) a kind of discouraged pessimism in which everything had
become lackluster, gray, dissatisfied. When you see things from above, in a certain atmosphere of
totality, each thing plays its part and collaborates in a general manifestation, but there, it was like
something shut in itself, with no reason to be except that it was. It was aimless, purposeless, with no
reason to be, nor was it a special circumstance or a particular event: it was a kind of self-enclosed
formation, a state of being which was obviously morbid, but not violent, nothing violent.... Yes, in
which everything and everyone was without reason or aim, without any satisfaction - neither oneself
nor others, nor things. And I was DELIBERATELY shut in it, so I would feel it. The consciousness
wondered, "Why? What does it mean? Why is it like this?" And at the same time (you know that

yesterday was the day of "Durga's Victory" for those who worship Durga), so I asked myself, "Why
does she choose to shut me in ,his state just on the day of victory? What does it mean? What does it
mean?..." It was indeed like a factual demonstration of the perfect uselessness of that way of being,
which had no reason to be, which could be turned to anything, any time, without reason and without
motive. It was like the symbol of dissatisfied uselessness. But it went on.... I looked and looked at it,
trying to find the slightest clue to the cause of that state: what, when, who, how?... And the curious
thing is that it's very, very foreign to my nature, because even when I was in real trouble, I never
wasted my time being like that. And it went on, as things go on when I have to study them, understand
them, and do what needs to be done. Then, at a certain point I said to myself, "Oh, perhaps this is what
Durga intends to conquer this year?" And at the same time I remembered (like that, far away on the
fringes of the consciousness), I remembered the time when Sri Aurobindo was here; every year, on the
"Victory day," I would tell him, "Well, this is what Durga has done this year," and he would
corroborate it. I would say, "This is what Durga has conquered, this is what Durga..." Every year, for a
long time. And so that memory was there, far away in the light, as if to tell me, "See, do you remember
that?" And I said to myself, "Well, this may be what Durga wants to conquer?" Then I thought, "But
what's to be conquered in this? It's silly!" It's a silly state. (Lots of people are in that state, I know, but
it's absolutely silly, it has neither reason nor cause nor aim, it's like something that comes in without
one knowing how or why.) It went on for a good while (I don't remember exactly how long). Then,
when I had seen clearly, understood clearly what it was, I asked Durga, "Is this what you want to
do?..." And it was suddenly as if... a very strange thing, as if it evaporated before my eyes, pfft!... It
went like this (gesture of bursting), and then... I tried and tried - the memory of it and everything had
completely vanished! In one second it had completely gone.
While it was there, it was... yes, as if something without any truth in itself, something that didn't rest
on any truth. A morose, dissatisfied, grumpy state, and it was gray, gray, gray, lackluster, looking at
everything from the angle of uselessness and stupidity.
Then there was a sort of bursting: all of a sudden, poff! like that, and it was all over. And now it's a
sort of vague memory which I can hardly recapture, which no longer exists.
When it came, I said (laughing), "What a victory!" Then came the memory, the vision of Sri
Aurobindo's time, and the impression, "Well, is this" (Durga was there, watching), "is this what you
want to vanquish?" She didn't answer me, she smiled. And a few minutes later, poff! (same gesture of
bursting), like that, I don't know how to explain it. But it was strange, I had never seen that before....
The other times, when Sri Aurobindo was there, whenever she overcame something, the impression
was of a power surrounding a falsehood (gesture as if to pull out a tuft of grass), surrounding it like
that, isolating it forcibly, paralyzing it and taking all support away from it; but this time... it was an odd
phenomenon. Something totally nonexistent, without any truth in it. And all that way of being was as if
hanging over the earth, in contact with certain people, but as if wrapped inside a bag: you understand, it
had no contact with the rest, but once you were inside it, impossible to get out! You were shut in, it was
impossible. Then it burst all at once: "Ah!..." And nothing was left.
It was interesting in that it was the first time I was the witness of such a thing. And it was really as
if I tried to feel, to touch it - I tried, but there was nothing left! It was oppressive, you know: you tried
to get out of it, but it was impossible - you were shut in, a slave, powerless.
So now I hope it will have repercussions.
***
A little later,

regarding Auroville:

Requests for admission to Auroville have been pouring in at a frightful pace these last few days - every
day a stack big as this - so naturally, everyone must send his photo along with his request and say why
he wants to be in Auroville, what his skills are, and which category he belongs to: there is the category
of those who want to work to build Auroville, and the category of those who want to come and sit
peacefully in it once it's ready. And what a humanity, mon petit!... In fact, all those who come are
generally dissatisfied people. Now and then, one of them has a light in his eyes and a need for
something he hasn't found (then it's very good).
There are those that weren't successful in anything and are completely disgusted, so they wonder if
they might not be successful here. Then there are the old ones who worked hard and want to rest. There
are very few young people - the few young people are all people of worth (the ordinary youth aren't
interested). And the few I have seen are those who want to work: they don't want to come and take
advantage from others' work, they want to work. So we'll soon have a rather interesting team. But
(laughing) with the satiated old ones, I... postpone decision, put under observation (Mother laughs).
Yesterday, there were a number of them. We'll see: if they want to be useful, that is, give money or
things, or propose to do something, then we'll see; but as such, the satiated fat fellow with his leadenseated fat missis who want to come and spend the rest of their lives in peace, to them we say, "Wait a
bit, we'll see!"
The workers aren't asked anything, that is, they don't have to pay: they can come and work, on
condition that they prove they are useful. But those who want a piece of land or a house to live in have
to pay. And then, some have limited confidence (laughing) and say, "I'll give you a little money right
now and will pay the rest little by little, in installments" - those I generally turn down. Some are so
eager to come that they send money in advance, and when there's some life or something in them, I
accept them. But to nearly all, except two or three, I say, "Under observation" - we'll see how they
react!
***
(Soon afterwards, regarding a photo of Mother at the Playground in 1954, with the children and
disciples around her.)
That was when I declared that I wanted to be Indian, to have dual nationality.... The government of
India told me it was a "memorable day in India's history...." I wasn't aware of it!126
(Mother studies the photo) It's amusing. When I look back at all those things, I have a very acute
sensation of looking at my childhood, it all seems to me so childish!... Still in the illusion of the world.
And for how many years?... Since something like 1915, I felt - constantly felt - I was acting on the
Command: the Command from above. The personal impulsion had disappeared. Since as long as that,
1915, and in that condition, there have been a whole evolution and transformation. And now, when I
look back, not only all I used to do, but the way of looking at things, especially the way of looking at
things... [seems to me childish]. The reaction was already like this (wide-open, even gesture), because
great care had been taken to correct any ignorant reaction; the reaction was already very much like this
(same wide open gesture), but it was VOLUNTARILY so, not spontaneously so. That's the great
difference. You understand, that sort of universal equality like this (same gesture) was voluntary, it was
126But the government still did not grant Mother dual nationality.

the effect of a constant vigilance and a constant will. Now also the vigilance is constant, but it's
replaced by the vigilance and will to be constantly like this (Mother turns the two palms of her hands
upward, joined together like a bowl and forming an upside-down triangle at the level of her forehead),
all the time like this inwardly, turned inward, as though each cell were turned inward, towards its center
of light - that's how it is. And now there is still a vigilance not to forget, not to flag - all the cells
turned inward towards That. So all that outward play, oh, how childish it all looks! And now I do things
that are far more childish, lots of little things that are, to the ordinary human outlook, totally useless
and quite childish - but all that isn't the same thing... it's... (vast, supple, slow gesture) like the waves
and rhythm of a divine Harmony expressing itself.
I might put it like this: at the time of this declaration [of 1954], I was still taking things seriously. At
the time of the "classes," when I spoke, I was taking all those things seriously.
Now it's not indifference' it's... I don't know, words can't express it, because "detachment" wouldn't
be correct. I don't know, there are no words.
There is certainly a kind of perception that mankind has given seriousness, importance, and... It's
obviously the mental structure, all that the mind has added in the world: first, differences in value,
differences in importance, then a kind of solemnity, and, yes, a seriousness, an importance, a dignity....
All those things. All that is the mind's addition to life. And now it makes me smile.
Like the need of a cult in people, the religious feeling, that sort of awe (what's the word in
French?... Fear, terror?) before the divine Power - all of that is what the mind has brought into life -
now it makes me smile.
When people come and see me with that sort of seriousness, when they come like that, I instantly
feel like bursting into laughter! So I laugh, I smile, I welcome them like old friends! (Mother laughs)
Voil.

October 19, 1967
It seems the Gospel announces a great battle for this year....
For this year, in the Gospel!
Not this year, but it says there will be a terrible battle before the second coming of Christ.... As for me,
I know nothing about that! But a lady disciple in Holland has written a letter: it seems everyone there is
terror-stricken, there's a panic in the whole country (!) and they say it's the year of the battle. And here
in India (not concertedly, of course), astrologers have said that September and October are months of a
terrible battle (maybe not a war, but a battle) between Truth and Falsehood. There in Holland, it seems
it's like in the year 1000: they gather for meditations, entreaties, collective prayers.... Well. And here,
it's the same thing, they are panic-stricken.
But battle there is. You can't move a finger without waging a battle.
I'll give you quite a down-to-earth example: the government owes me 175,000 rupees, I absolutely

need that amount, it's six months since they should have given it. Two weeks ago, they sent me a paper
in which they said, "Here it comes." I was relieved because I had payments to make before the end of
the month. But then the paper was just the promise of a check, and now all payments are over, they've
stopped paying for this year!... That sort of thing, you understand, and EVERYTHING is like that. If I
didn't need money, I wouldn't care, but it's "Deepavali," 127 then a house to be paid for, and one thing
coming on top of another. So that's how it is: for the smallest thing you have to wage a battle.
It's like with Auroville: a whole part of the government is absolutely enthusiastic, but there are three
or four individuals here, in Madras State, who are dead against, and they have a terrible action: they
stop everything. Some ministers (as usual) come, are received, they give you a promise, saying, "I am
with you, you'll have everything you want"; they leave the room and send a telegram to their assistant:
"Don't sign the papers." That kind of lie, you understand, everywhere.
But the amusing point: here they are Hindus, over there they are Christians, and they both met with
the stars to say that it's this year, right now.
And what do you think of it?
What do I think of it? I have been feeling the battle for a long time - the sordid battlefield, a battle of
malice which manifests everywhere as much as it can.... For me, there is a single remedy, that is to be
still - still - and to let the storm blow over without budging.
They said we would have a war with the Chinese in September: that could be averted.
October isn't over, we'll see. But battle there is, and I said so at the start of the year; I said it's a year
when one must absolutely make the decision, and then hold out.
But at times you feel it would be better if outwardly it exploded.
(Mother shakes her head) Not with what they have found now. Not with what they've found - that's
what holds them back, besides: they could destroy entire cities... in an instant.
But the Russians have sent spacecraft to Venus, they took four months to reach, and in those
spacecraft were radio-like communication systems that send news, and a device to collect the soil and
analyze it - all of it just machines. It reached Venus, and now they give the news every day: "Here is
how it is on Venus." (Mother laughs) They are rather amazing! The Americans were content with the
moon - you reach the moon quite soon, in two months, I think, maybe less than that. But the Russians
took four months to get to Venus and it arrived there, they got the news, it works with electrical
devices.
Yes, but on the earth it doesn't work!
On the earth!... A humorist wrote an article in which the Americans had reached the moon, and while
they were looking around, they suddenly saw people walk up to them: "They're Moonlings!" They
couldn't understand each other (they could speak to each other but couldn't understand); but one of
them spoke English and other languages, and so they found out that the Moonlings were Russians! That
was very funny.
Well, I don't very well know, I read the Gospel long ago, but I don't remember, I didn't know a
great battle was announced in it. I know they announce the Last Judgment when all the people who
were buried will rise and appear before the Lord God seated in his armchair (Mother laughs), who will
127The festival of light in India.

tell them whether they are... (Laughing) He will put some on one side and others on the other side!... I
am not exaggerating, that's how it's written.
(Then Mother gives flowers) This is my delight. My delight in life.
***
Soon afterwards:

The doctor has again had a fall (just the evening before his birthday), he fell and hurt his arm, it seems
there's internal bleeding. This morning he told me it would take more than two months to heal.... But
it's everywhere, with everything, everything: people fall ill just when they shouldn't (and they get cured
when it's not necessary for them to!). A general little malice, constantly, you understand. I tell them
[the invisible beings], "You are stupid," but they're very happy to be told they're stupid, they say, "They
must be quite upset to say we're stupid!"
And I saw... Yesterday was the doctor's birthday, I gave him a meditation (he had asked for one).
Before the meditation, he asked me very sweetly, "Oh, I would like peace in my whole body, my body
doesn't have peace." I put Peace. For a quarter of an hour he was blissful, then there suddenly came
(gesture floating in the atmosphere at a low level) something like a cloud, and he had a kind of
unconsciousness: miserable, miserable, so miserable - he was appalled. So I had to stop the meditation.
And it wasn't him: it didn't come from him, you understand, I saw it (same floating gesture). As for me,
I see it, so it doesn't matter - I see it, I even see the nature it takes, the suggestions it gives and so on. It
comes with such power that I am compelled to see it - I see. So there is only ONE solution (so far): the
absolute stillness of the supreme Force - but no retaliation, just like this (inflexible, still gesture). Then,
after a time, it exhausts itself and falls away. But one must hold out, and few people are able to hold out
- it's hard. It's hard - it's malicious, mean, like that (gesture at ground level), and VERY MATERIAL,
very material: it affects the cells, disturbs the order. The body starts feeling ill at ease, uneasy: "What's
the matter'" Ill at ease. And it's like that in everyone; when they ask me what it is, I tell them, "Keep
still - peace, peace, peace, peace, like that."
If you try to reply, it's much stronger than you: it comes in, and then the disorder is inside and you
fall ill. Or you fall to the ground like the doctor.
Hideous, absolutely hideous.
***
(Soon afterwards, Mother remains concentrated on the photo of a European lady vaguely connected to
the Ashram.)
...I don't feel. I have no contact - I have a contact with everybody, but I mean there's no special affinity:
the psychic appears to be quite asleep. It's vital and intellectual. The psychic is asleep, or absent behind,
not moving.
Her difficulties must be mostly of a mental order.
What can save all that?
It's precisely because there are too many people like this that the earth is in difficulty! Too many, too

many people are in the mind: mental difficulties and more mental difficulties.... You can't get through
(impenetrable gesture). It's an endless process. And that's what makes those... bang! those battles, wars,
conflicts necessary.
You know, an ardent faith, a psychic aspiration, a fervor, a self-giving, instead of being forever
turned in on oneself, turned in on oneself.... A self-giving, that's what is needed to save the world!
(silence)

Mental faith isn't enough, psychic fervor is necessary - selfgiving, self-abnegation.
The body itself is learning that every time it thinks of itself, there's a small catastrophe - not
"catastrophe," but I mean on the body's scale: a cellular catastrophe every time it even slightly turns in
on itself. It must forget itself completely, forget itself, and most importantly, it must not try to find
support, comfort, understanding, help or anything of the sort (horizontal gesture all around) - only
there (gesture with the hands open upward and forming a kind of upside down triangle): the only
support is the Divine. The only support. The only help, the only responsibility. All the rest.... There
isn't one thing coming from or towards a human being that isn't mixed; and the moment it's mixed, it
means conflict.
This is a time of extremes, even extremes in the downright material. Did I tell you two the other day
that I had received the first flower of a plant which visibly was supramental power - a flower like this
(gesture), a hibiscus? And yesterday there was the first flower of another plant, also a hibiscus, this big,
snow-white, with such a color at the center! An indefinable color, it can't be described.... It's golden
pink, but so beautiful that you wonder how such colors can be physical. A flower this big (gesture,
about five inches), the first flower was yesterday. And that was VISIBLY (it expressed itself, you
know) the Victory of Love, the Power of Love.... It's as if all this physical Nature were, oh, like this
(gesture of intense aspiration), trying - she tries, and there is a Response. They are blessed not to have
a mind.
It was beautiful. It doesn't keep, otherwise I would have kept it to show it to you. How beautiful it
was! Like this (same gesture of fervent aspiration): a thirst, a thirst for the Divine, a thirst for the
Divine. All those mental ratiocinations and complications, it all goes round and round in circles. Yes, it
does bring about what's now taking place: a sordid conflict, really sordid, between Falsehood and
Truth.
And the government is rotten. People whose very tactics and principle of action are falsehood: to
deceive and deceive and deceive. And naturally, to deceive themselves.
You know that these are the Puja days: there were Durga's days, and there will soon be Kali's day.
So then, all the Powers are like this (gesture ready to strike), at the slightest hint they would charge
down. And one is obliged to hold them (immobilizing gesture), to take great care not to have the least
indignation, otherwise...
And the supreme Consciousness, above, looks on, and so... That's the supreme Smile.
I told you about the meeting with Durga. Now there is Kali, waiting. And naturally, it's the great
power - the great power, a power... you understand, they are stronger, more powerful than this teeming
humanity, so if you let them loose... As for me, I want Love to be victorious RIGHT NOW - she will
have the victory, she will, but... not after so much breakage.
(silence)

We have reached a climax, because the impression is really that mind is triumphing over Matter, and it

is convinced of it. Convinced - they go everywhere at their own sweet will, they know all that goes on
everywhere... and they don't even know what goes on inside themselves.

October 21, 1967
Yesterday afternoon, I had an experience in relation to a woman who has been in a coma for sixty-five
days (!). After fifty or fifty-five days (the whole family was around her, but her son had gone to work),
all of a sudden after fifty-five days, because her son had left, she started calling for him, shouting
frantically! (Laughing) I think they all had a scare.... And the usual stupid remarks: "She was
unconscious." I said, "Good God! But why do you say she was unconscious, you know nothing about
it'... She can't express herself, but she isn't unconscious." She is entirely conscious, only the means of
expression are damaged, she can no longer use them. And I made a long speech on the subject, but
there was no one to record it and I can never say the same thing twice. It came clearly (Sri Aurobindo
was there), and with the absolutely clear picture of what death is.... Now I can't repeat it.
In reality, to put it practically (but that's no longer the thing), what people call "death" is when the
instrument of expression - the instrument of connection with the milieu, of expression - has
deteriorated to the point where it can no longer be used, and so there comes a moment when the
consciousness... abandons it. Probably for all sorts of reasons (there must be different reasons in each
case), but the consciousness abandons it because it can no longer be used.
But yesterday it came well; now it's nothing. It was lived. Lived, and so clear, so concrete, so
obvious, it was, "But human beings know nothing, nothing, nothing at all!..." Only now it sounds like a
platitude.
(silence)

The vision was so clear (not vision: lived, the experience), it was so clear that it contained in itself the
purpose of the creation. You could see the work of the consciousness to permeate the inconscient and
make it progressively more capable of manifesting the consciousness (gesture like a flower rising out
of the earth), with growing complications, but the complications are the result of the inability of the
inconscient - of inconscient matter - which adds one device to another in the hope of reconstructing
the supreme Possibility. Then, through all those complications, and as the substance becomes
increasingly permeated with consciousness, the need for "devices" will diminish, and we will be able to
return to the higher Simplicity.
But all that was lived, seen - seen, and so clear!
(silence)

And in each "life," as people call it, that is to say, the use of a portion of matter organized in what we
call a body, how that use aims at the greatest possibility of manifestation (reception and manifestation)
of the consciousness.

Naturally, this can be done because even in the inconscient, at its very bottom, there is
consciousness; but that's philosophy. Yesterday, it was the perfectly concrete and material experience
of it all.
And individualization is part of the process, it's a necessity of the process, because it permits a more
minute and direct action.
And when Matter is supple enough to be transformed under the action of the consciousness - a
CONSTANT transformation - then this need to abandon here something that has become useless, or is
in impossible conditions, will no longer exist. That is how it will be possible, for the requirements of
the transformation, to have at will a continuity, at least, of existence for a form which was transitional.
But yesterday, the impression was that it [death] is now only an old habit, no longer a necessity. It's
only because... First, because the body is still unconscious enough to (how should I put it?), not to
"desire," because that's not the word, but to feel the need of complete rest, that is, inertia. When that is
abolished, there is no disorganization that cannot be mended, or at any rate (the field of accidents hasn't
been studied, but let's say in the normal course of things) no wear and tear, no deterioration, no
disharmony that cannot be mended by the action of the consciousness.
It's only this residue (a considerable one), this residue of inconscient that asks for rest (gesture of
dissolution). What it calls rest is the state of inertia. That is to say, the refusal to manifest the
consciousness. It's no more than that.
There is also that FORMIDABLE collective suggestion... weighing down. That suggestion of old
age... old age, wear and tear, death ("death," anyway what they call death, which isn't dying - what
does "dying" mean? Annulment does not exist, nothing is annulled), but anyway, giving up the form
because the form refuses to be transformed (that's nearly what it is) and isn't receptive, it accepts a
progressive deterioration because of the formidable weight of the collective suggestion - the habit of
millennia: "It's always been like that, it can't be helped." The great argument. Which isn't true, besides.
But there is such idiocy in this body. For instance, there is every moment (it's every second or
minute), every moment there is the choice between continuation of the old habit and progress towards
consciousness. It's constantly like that. And through... (what can I call it?) listlessness (what is it?... It's
not bad will because it's idiotic; it's more idiotic than bad will), there is a spontaneous tendency to
choose deterioration rather than the effort of progress, and it's only when there is something like a
slightly awakened consciousness that says, "You silly fool! You've gone through much more difficulty
than the little difficulty of making an effort of progress," then that has some weight - not always.
There is a sort of passive knowledge (not that the body doesn't know how it is, it knows how it is -
it's listlessness), but when it knows and makes effort, it is always, every time, translated as lights, yes,
like vibratory waves, and those of progress are the ones which have all the colors, that twinkling of all
the colors: a light made of a twinkling of all the colors. Those are the lights that choose the immediate
little effort to reject the listlessness.... But it's not over important events: it's something going on every
minute, for everything, all the time, all the time - for everything.
It must be a phase. I don't know how long that phase will last, but it must be a phase because it's
obviously a transitional state. And then, when there is that inner aspiration, oh!... I have seen those
cells, I've seen them saying like this, "Oh, won't there be a possibility to be You effortlessly?" Then
there comes such a marvelous Response! For a few seconds it's... (blissful gesture), then the old routine
starts up again.
But the big difficulty is mental observation: the mind observing (not a personal mind: an observing
Mind). That makes things much more difficult. If one can keep the mind busy, it's easier. Because the
mind is something extremely hard, dry, positive, phew! and logical, reasonable - it's dreadful.
Dreadful. And yet, putting things at their best, the general waves are full (especially now, in our time)

full of doubt - such a vile and obstinate doubt! They call all this fantastic imagination.
You are led to tell the mind, "I'd rather be mistaken this way than be mistaken in your way."
(silence)

Then, in the psychological makeup, there are all those old things that come from human atavism: you
must be reasonable, prudent, shrewd... you must take precautions, be provident, oh!... The whole web
of ordinary human equilibrium. It's so sordid. And it's like that, the whole mentalization of the cells is
like that, full of that, and not only in your own way of being, according to your own experience, but in
the way of being of your parents, grandparents, the people around, and... oh!

October 25, 1967
Mother reads "Savitri"

A divine force shall flow through tissue and cell
And take the charge of breath and speech and act
And all the thoughts shall be a glow of suns
And every feeling a celestial thrill.
Often a lustrous inner dawn shall come
Lighting the chambers of the slumbering mind;
A sudden bliss shall run through every limb
And Nature with a mightier Presence fill.
Thus shall the earth open to divinity
And common natures feel the wide uplift,
Illumine common acts with the Spirit's ray
And meet the deity in common things.
Nature shall live to manifest secret God,
The Spirit shall take up the human play,
This earthly life become the life divine.
(XI.I.710)
(Then Mother holds out
a small desert flower:)

Look! It grows in the desert, without water, and it doesn't die.
Oh, how pretty!

You know, it looks like edelweiss which grows in the ice. And this is in the desert. It's like velvet. It's
not fragrant, but it doesn't die. It's a flower without water. Someone has sent it to me. I find it very
interesting. There are marvels in Nature. And see this small red dot....
(Sujata:) Yes, Mother, it's like a small flower of immortality.
I'll give you one, but you must keep it carefully....
(Satprem:) Basically, it's the water of life that makes things rot.
Yes, it's water. Edelweiss doesn't die, one which I had was intact after ten years. When things are
dehydrated, they no longer die.
Wait, I'll show you two something (laughing), because you are really very nice.... See this (Mother
shows a big red rose of a particular type), it's Sri Aurobindo. Wherever people grow this rose on earth,
it's Sri Aurobindo. It grows as big as this.
(Sujata holds out to Mother
a variety of white hibiscus)

When the light is on (I have a light in a tube, a fluorescent tube), they don't wither. When you put those
flowers under the light, they stay put, I even saw some that were half closed open. They like that light.
In the afternoon I put some in a bowl with water (when they are still nearly closed), I put one or two
there, under the light - and they open!
They have a sensitiveness unknown to us.
Sometimes in the morning, I have a closed rose bud, then I take it out of the water like this (gesture
of stroking the flower all around), without touching it... and it opens!
And people say it's not conscious!
***
(The rest of the time is spent in meditation. Towards the end, Satprem feels a little guilty that he hasn't
made Mother speak:)
I rarely ask you questions because I don't make my mind work very much.
But you know, I see more and more how horrible the mind's action in life is. Of course, in the long run,
at the end of the curve, the mind will bring a precision and accuracy that didn't exist without it, but men
come to regard that precision and accuracy as the truth, and that has spoilt everything. When it
becomes nothing more than an INSTRUMENT of manifestation, it will be very useful. But for the
moment it's still... I am beginning to see in small details how its action is to add something to the
manifestation, but in its daily labor it's horrible.
And people more and more flood me with questions - a flood, at the rate of twenty-five, thirty, forty
letters a day, out of which perhaps not even two are worthwhile; even those are from beginners trying
to find the way, so you can give them a little push, like that. Otherwise I take great care to keep their
mind quiet.

Anyway, we can see this boy's notebook [the notebook of a young disciple who regularly puts
questions to Mother]. What does he ask?
"Sweet Mother, why are we, in the Ashram itself, inclined to create small groups and societies,
such as 'World Union,' 'New Age,' etc.? What is their purpose?"
Purpose! (Laughing) Do they have a purpose?... I'll simply answer him, "Because men are fond of
forming groups." Quite simply, nothing else to say.
(Mother writes, then stops;
after a silence)

I am going to shock him a bit, no?
Yes.
(Mother completes her writing
and holds out the notebook)

"Because men still imagine that in order to do anything useful, they must gather together
in groups. It is the caricature of organization."
It will do, won't it?
World Union!... They really did imagine they were going to make humanity progress!... But when I
tell people that the creation of a city like Auroville has more weight in the earth's history than all the
groups of the world, they don't believe me. They don't believe me, to them it's totally unimportant, a
fancy.
Once I asked Sri Aurobindo (because we had talked about Auroville a great deal, there were lots of
difficulties), I asked him (because it was an idea I had - not an "idea" but a need that expressed itself
some thirty years ago - more than thirty, almost forty years ago), so I asked him, and he answered me
this (which I told you, I think): "It is the best chance men have to avoid a general conflict."128 There.
So, since he told me that, I have been working very seriously. Of course, it wasn't "said," it was
LIVED.
Only, I see quite clearly that they don't believe in it, there is no one who feels. So does it...? And the
concrete materialization of the spirit of Auroville hasn't taken place yet, it doesn't exist, there isn't in
the earth atmosphere a formation of the "spirit of Auroville," which is a spirit... (Mother remains
absorbed for a long time)... At bottom it is "The art of building unity out of complexity." Without
uniformity, you understand: unity through harmony in complexity, with each thing in its place....
It's very difficult.
When R. [Auroville's architect] was here last time, he told me, "When are we going to create
Auroville's atmosphere? Everyone is quarreling!" (Mother laughs) I said, "Yes, that's the difficulty...."
And it's going on. But anyway, there is a Pressure from above, like that, a Pressure. We shall see.
It's still a symbol.
128See Agenda VII of September 21, 1966.

Each little group thinks it is a symbol - that too is a symbol.
And as the formation descends in order to manifest, all oppositions arise, contradictions arise,
complications arise, and within you clearly see that they don't understand. So I spend my time telling
them, "Don't try to organize, don't try, you are going to fossilize the whole thing before it's begun."
For my part, I wanted it to grow like that, spontaneously, with the full play of the unexpected. But
then, you are confronted with all the rules and regulations: we are in a country [India] - we should do it
on a desert island! But that no longer exists on earth, there isn't any island left that doesn't belong to a
nation - we are caught, bogged down.
Anyway, we'll muddle along as best we can.
It's an attempt, that's all.
But what Sri Aurobindo meant was that the movement, the general movement was towards a
catastrophe, and this was to divert the current of force.
But I have wondered whether the Tower of Babel, insofar as the story is true, wasn't a similar
attempt? An attempt to harmonize men?... It's presented to us the other way around, but I have
wondered if it wasn't that.
We'll see.
Now there is integrally, even for the most material consciousness, the body consciousness, this: to
leave the entire responsibility to the Lord - what He wants will be, and that's all. When He wants us to
do something, we do it, but after all... We do it simply because He tells us to do it. And what will
happen will happen. Then, if you want to know, you put yourself in the attitude of the Witness and look
on. And that's very amusing! As soon as you are in the attitude of the Witness, it becomes very
interesting - very interesting - and you smile.
That's how it is.
The body too has learned to be like that with the smallest things. Then it's good.
Voil.

October 28, 1967
(Mother tries in vain to slip a "transformation" flower through her buttonhole.)
Can I help you?
No (Mother closes her eyes and slips the flower through her buttonhole). When I close my eyes, I see
(laughter). But it's true! And I don't do it deliberately: when I want to see, I close my eyes, and I see!
It's so natural and spontaneous that I don't even realize it: when I want to do something, if I want to see
clearly I close my eyes.

***
(Nolini comes in to read Mother his English translation of "Notes on the Way" for the next Bulletin.)
I have been wondering about this: maybe if I didn't listen I'd hear quite clearly! (Nolini stares at
Mother with a certain bewilderment.) No, I said just before that when I want to see clearly, precisely, I
close my eyes and see quite clearly. I do it spontaneously (I noticed it because Satprem asked me what
was going on). And since I can't hear, maybe if I didn't listen and went within myself, like that, I would
hear? - There must be a trick!
(Satprem:) It depends on the consciousness with which one reads to you.
Yes. Oh, some people speak almost in a low voice and I hear them perfectly well. Others howl and I
can't hear a word; that is, I hear noise but can't make out anything. That's what it is, it's the precision of
the consciousness: if the consciousness is precise, I understand; if the consciousness is muddled, I can't
make out anything.
We'll try! (Nolini reads)
***
After Nolini has left:

Ah, let me show you a photo that was taken the other day, on P.'s birthday (Mother holds the photo out
to Satprem).
It's not me looking here: it's when I give a "bath of the Lord."
Even in the photo, the light in the eyes can be seen.
Some people get frightened, others on the contrary are happy - it's an instantaneous sorting. And I
know, I know what this look is: it's the moment when there is no personal consciousness left, it's
completely gone. There isn't the sense of a person anymore: it's the Force.
But it's the first time it's caught in a photo. T. had asked for my permission to come and take photos.
P. looks like a giant beside me.
He's the bodyguard!
(Mother laughs)

October 30, 1967
I have been asked for a message to be broadcast on February 21 all over India by radio. I said, "All
right, I'll give one." But they want to have it in advance. And I saw so clearly that if I gave it now, it
would belong to the period of Kali, of the struggle - I have a strong feeling that from next year the
atmosphere will... (gesture of lifting) will clarify. I don't know why. So it would be better to wait till
January. Because mentally one can always imagine and say something, but with me it doesn't work like
that: it comes or doesn't come. So a whole number of things come, but they belong to a certain state of
consciousness, and it's not the state of consciousness of next year.
***
(For Satprem's birthday, Mother gives three cards which all depict ships, as well as a metal tray on
which a ship is also painted.)
This [the tray] is for fun!
(Mother gives her cards) Three of them: one, two, and three.
Nothing but ships!... Am I going to travel?
No, no! To travel in space.
You'll read afterwards, it's not important....
(the first card)

"...For the awakening of the Supreme Consciousness and its power of vision."
(the second)

"...So the most beautiful dreams may become living and true realities."
(meditation)

About these ships, you asked if they indicated a journey.... As you know, it's always the symbol of the
yoga, the discipline one follows, and everyone has his own form of transport (!) For some it's a plane;
for others, a train; yet others... But most often it's a ship, especially this great, classic sailing ship. And
for you, it's very clearly the symbol of your advance towards realization. So all year long, whenever I
receive a ship, I put it aside for you!
Am I getting on?
But this time, everything came together as if... It was clearly with Sri Aurobindo's humor (many of
these cards have his portrait). And in the end came the tray! When I received this tray, "Oh," I said,
"this is perfect!" (Mother laughs)
And Sri Aurobindo himself was very insistent because... To tell you the truth, I asked him (for that
vision you would like to have, that state of vision), I asked him that it may be given you, that you may
have it since you aspire for it. Then he said to me (on one of the cards I wrote what he said), the vision
you will have is the vision of the Truth-Consciousness. It's the supreme vision, the true vision. (One

may have visions in the subtle physical, in the vital, also a lot in the mind, but... none of that is
satisfying, one always gets a sense of a not quite accurate transcription.) But the true vision is the
vision of the Consciousness, the supreme Consciousness. And he told me that's what you would have.
The ship is the development, the means of advance towards that realization. It all came like that.
So I have every reason to hope it will be for this year. Because it came like that.
I also worry a lot over this book, this "Sannyasin" I am rewriting.... That difficulty of a PURE
transcription.
(After a long silence) As for me, I have always felt that writing was your way of doing the sadhana.
That is, not meditating or anything of the sort, but writing, is your way of doing the sadhana. When you
write, I see a sort of transmutation taking place in you. Not only something you call "personal,"
something which is "your" way of writing or "your book," not only that, but formulating things in the
most accurate, the most precise fashion, is your way of doing the sadhana. It's a sadhana up above.
Which is to say that to my vision, the process of expression is more important than the outer result.
There is an inner result (which isn't expressed in words), and it's far more important than the outer
result. The last time, when you wrote the book on Sri Aurobindo, it was perfectly clear; with the last
book too [the first version of the Sannyasin], but even more so: there was that sort of inner
transmutation which was far more important than what you were writing - to my vision.
It's a process of inner fashioning of your consciousness.
And what happened at the end [of the first version of the Sannyasin, which Satprem rejected] was
simply because the time of the final transmutation (I don't know how to explain... or transformation -
more than transformation), of the final transmutation hadn't come yet. It was near, but still at a tangent.
That's why. It was like that (gesture showing two lines coming closer), drawing nearer.
That's what I kept seeing all the time.
And the expression - the expression that will give you a sense of... that will make you say, "Ah, this
is it!" will come with the culmination of the sadhana.
That is also for this year. It's very near, but at a tangent. It's drawing nearer and nearer, and...
Ah, a happy new year.

November

November 4, 1967
(Regarding the storm that coincided with Kali Puja.)
Your home isn't flooded, is it? In the room over there, water fell on the table beside my chair, so I put a
flower pot and gave people all the wet flowers!
Has Kali calmed down?
(Laughing) Maybe she got dampened!
She laughed.... She can laugh, too!
***
(The conversation turns to Mother's Playground Talks - "Questions and Answers" - from 1950 to
1958. Satprem is preparing their first publication and complains that he cannot trace the original
texts:)
Q was quite free in her movements, there are even some Talks which she destroyed - she didn't like
them!
For a long time I used the Talks Q had left, until the day when I realized they were totally
truncated. Then I finally discovered another collection, but I have also realized it wasn't the
absolute original. So every time it's a huge work to collect everything together again in order to
reconstruct the exact original.
But who did the recording?
In the beginning it was a "wire recording"; as there wasn't enough material, it used to be
transcribed and then erased. But if at least the original notation could be traced... Only, the
"original" I've found was altered, it's not the original anymore!
Oh, when one speaks, one makes all kinds of mistakes, the sentences are unfinished...
But that doesn't matter! I have noticed (because I've been doing this work for years now), I've
noticed that even when a sentence is incomplete, it's worthwhile to leave it as such, incomplete,
because there is a kind of inner rhythm in what is said which is destroyed if you don't leave the
thing as it is.
Oh, I was able to tell when it came from above.... It wasn't always the same: on certain days when I
spoke, it wasn't the consciousness here, it would come like that (gesture of descent), and even when, as

you said, the sentences were unfinished, it was all expressed with a conscious Will.
On other days it was much more superficial - it was unimportant, of far less value.
***
Mother goes into a
long contemplation:

A very difficult time.
(long silence)

In full work and... nothing to say, it's impossible. Impossible.
The most difficult thing in the material world, here, is to fight against the result of all those
millennia of experiences that have created a sort of pessimistic and defeatist consciousness - a general
consciousness, you know, like this (gesture enveloping the earth). It isn't formulated in words, but for
that consciousness it can be translated thus, "Yes, we don't deny the existence of all those divine things,
but they aren't for us, they're for..." (gesture to the heights)
Quite miserable. A sort of general state like that, quite miserable. And that's the thing, you
understand, that's what all those who had experiences on the heights saw, and they said, "It's hopeless."
It's not hopeless, not at all (of course not), but it demands a constant, constant, constant vigilance
and care.
(silence)

So there, we'll see.
At the same time, the work has become (the "work," not the true one: the external work, the number
of people, letters...), it has become tremendous.... I can clearly see the reason for that, it's because
(silence)... circumstances come in order that the body loses the sense of personality. But it's very
difficult.
Very difficult.
It can do it very well, but in its most conscious part.

November 8, 1967
(Mother first reads out for All India Radio the message she intends to broadcast for February 21,
1968, on the occasion of her ninetieth birthday.)

"It is not the number of years you have lived that makes you old. You become old when
you stop progressing. As soon as you feel you have done what you had to do, as soon as
you think you know what you ought to know, as soon as you want to sit and enjoy the
results of your effort, with the feeling you have worked enough in life, then at once you
become old and begin to decline. When, on the contrary, you are convinced that what
you know is nothing compared to all that remains to be known, when you feel that what
you have done is just the starting point of what remains to be done, when you see the
future like an attractive sun shining with innumerable possibilities yet to be achieved,
then you are young, howsoever many are the years you have passed upon earth, young
and rich with all the realisations of tomorrow. And if you do not want your body to fail
you, avoid wasting your energies in useless agitation. Whatever you do, do it in a quiet
and composed poise. In peace and silence is the greatest strength."
There.
***
We spent a long part of the night together, from about eleven till... oh, a long time, till three in the
morning, working - working and moving about. Those are places - kinds of houses, landscapes -
which I know well, very well, and where I go periodically, in an atmosphere special to them and for a
special work. There are mountains, there are roads going down, there are... And it's always the same
thing: it's a place that exists permanently; but what happens there is different every time (just like in
life). And the access is different: sometimes I go there on foot, sometimes in a car, and sometimes I
have very peculiar means of transport! I don't always meet the same people there, I don't always do the
same work, but the quality of the atmosphere (Mother feels the air with her fingers) remains always the
same. It's a certain place of organization - of power of organization.
But I have known that place and have been going there for years and years. And last night, I spent...
oh, certainly a good three hours there - three hours of our time here (I don't know how long that was
over there).
I met you, spoke to you, explained things to you, and we did things together: all the precise,
meticulous details were there.... When I wake up, if I remained perfectly still I would remember, but
otherwise I only retain an impression, also a few images which come like that (scattered gesture, as if
Mother touched various points of a painting, which are the partial pictures that remain), and the
impression or memory of the kind of work. And then... It's a place which is clearly related to the
construction of the future on earth.
But I came out of there with a great satisfaction, noting that things were going much better.... One
could see, you understand: the future was clearer.
Generally, I don't remain there as long as that - it must have been a decisive moment.
***
(Mother goes on to several tasks, and remarks by the way:)
Ah, yesterday I saw ex-Brother A. He came to see me (he had asked to, so I called him). He came in,
gave me a bunch of flowers, sat down and looked at me; we looked at each other for at least five

minutes. Then I smiled, and he made a big "pranam," then got up and went away. I found him very
receptive, very receptive and very sincere in his aspiration to find himself, to find his soul. Very fine
and concentrated, very fine. I was quite satisfied. Anyhow he reacted quite well. It was very peaceful
and receptive.
Then at one point, I smiled like that (I don't know why), and he got up and left. It was good.
He is sincere, he doesn't come with an intention at the back of his mind - not at all like that other
lady [Mrs. Z].
(silence)

Then the 11th is M.'s birthday. She was born on the eleventh of the eleventh month of 1911 - eleven is
the number of progress. Spiritually, she may not be very interested, but materially she is a woman who
really likes and wants to do things well; what she does she likes to do well.
***
(At the end of the conversation, Mother returns to the experience she narrated at the beginning:)
Last night it was very good - you are very conscious, very conscious.
!!!
It's a connection that's missing (Mother shows a thin layer between her thumb and her index finger).
Even for me, you know, when I come back a whole world is erased. It's there: if I made an effort it
would come back, but it takes time, it's difficult and one must be quite in peace, not busy. But that
world is very near ours, very active here, and that's why: up above, with the things from high up, it's
much easier to remember, but with what's near like that, it's difficult.
I must be going there almost every day, probably, but briefly on my way; whereas last night it was
remarkable. And you were perfectly at ease, I mean it was... you were there as if it were something
customary - besides, I see you there very often. But yesterday it lasted much longer: all kinds of
explanations, demonstrations, organizations, and also there are places there from which one sees the
world from above. It's very close to the earth.
You know, a layer as thin as a sheet of paper, something undeveloped, is enough to make the
consciousness, when it goes from here to there (gesture), forget. At that point, it forgets.
But the effects, the results, aren't lost - one has them: it comes out again from within. It's not that
one is cut off, it's only the active consciousness, the active remembrance that's not there. There, goodbye, mon petit.

November 10, 1967
Last night again, for a long time in that same place. It's strange, because I wouldn't be able to tell the
precise memory of all that took place, but with every circumstance of the morning, every moment the
impression is, "Ah, this was decided last night... ah, I saw that last night...." Like that. Strange. And it's
always the night before the day when I am to see you.
***
(Mother reads out the message she intends to distribute for January 1, 1968:)
"Remain young.
Never stop striving towards perfection."
***
(Then Mother goes into a long contemplation lasting nearly forty-five minutes.)
Anything to say, or to ask?... As for me, I can stay like this indefinitely. It never happens, mind you 129 -
yes, for a minute or two, but a long moment like this gives me a sort of bath of tranquil light: there's
nothing left, nothing stirs anymore, it's all luminous, peaceful, tranquil... a sort of bliss. Whew!

November 15, 1967
Anything to say?
No, the feeling is that unless something miraculous happens in the way men understand it, well, it
will take many centuries.
But you never expected it not to take any time!?
Obviously not.
But I never thought, I never believed it could come fast. First of all, if one just tries with one's own
body, as I do, one soon sees the difference between matter as it is, its constitution as it is, and... well,
and what we may conceive of a divine existence - "divine," that is, not tied down every second to the
darkness of a nearly unconscious matter.... How long will it take? How long did it take to change the
129Because Mother never has the time.

stone into the plant, the plant into the animal, the animal...? We don't know, but the way things are
going... Now that they are so smart in calculating, when do they reckon the earth was formed? How
many billions of years ago?130 All that time just to be where we are.
Of course, the farther we go, the faster things move, that's quite agreed, but fast... How fast?
If the process is to be "natural," well, it will take an eternity.
No! It's not a question of natural. Nature organized things progressively for the manifestation of
consciousness, which means that the whole work has been to prepare the Inconscient so it may grow
conscious. Now, naturally, the consciousness is there at least to a great extent; so things are moving
much faster, that is, the greater part of the work is done. But still, as I said, when you see how tied
down we are to Unconsciousness, to a semi-vague consciousness, how those who don't know still feel
"fatality," "fate," what they call "Nature" and all that dominating and governing them, well, for the final
change to take place, all that must grow sufficiently conscious, and not merely in the mental way -
that's not enough - but in the divine way! So there remains a lot to be done.
That's precisely what I see every day with this poor little body and everything around it (swarming
gesture), all this substance, oh... nothing but illnesses, miseries, disorders, oh! All that has nothing to
do with the Divine! An unconscious mass.
You mean, unless something comes and changes that BY FORCE?
Yes.
But Sri Aurobindo said (I read it two days ago, I don't know where he wrote it because it was a
quotation) that if the divine Consciousness, the divine Power, the divine Love, the Truth, were to
manifest on earth too rapidly, the earth would be dissolved! It couldn't bear it... brrf!
I am adapting it, but there's the idea!
Well, maybe not the large divine dose, but a small divine dose!
(Mother laughs) The small dose is always there, there's always a small dose! Even a rather strong dose,
and if one looks at That one feels a sense of marvel. And it's precisely because of That that one still
sees... how things are.
You know, not a day passes without the observation that, not a dose, but a tiny little drop, an
infinitesimal drop of That can cure you in a minute ("can," it DOES it, it's not that it "can"), that you
are constantly in precarious balance and the slightest faltering means disorder and the end, and with
just a drop of That... it's all turned into light and progress. The two extremes. The two extremes side by
side.
It's something one notes at least several times a day.
Naturally, if the purpose of this instrument [Mother] were to note, explain, describe, it could tell
marvels, but you see... I think... I don't know, but it seems to be the first time that the purpose of the
instrument, rather being to bring the "News," the "Revelation," to give a flash of light, has been to... try
and realize: to do the work, the obscure task. So it observes, but it doesn't go blissfully into the joy of
observation, and it is forced to see every minute how much work, IN SPITE OF THAT, remains to be
done!... And so it won't be able to rejoice until the work is done - what does the work is done mean?
Something ESTABLISHED. This divine Presence, this divine Consciousness, this divine Truth
130Four and a half billion years ago, they say.

manifests like that, in flashes, and then... everything goes on in its own sweet way - there is a change,
but an imperceptible one. Well, for it [the body], I suppose that's what helps it keep heart and gives it a
sort of smiling peace despite the result being quite unsatisfying; but that can't satisfy it, it won't be
satisfied until... until the thing is done, that is, until what is now a revelation - a dazzling but shortlived revelation - becomes an established fact; until there really are divine bodies, divine beings who
will deal with the world in a divine way. Then... then it will say, "Yes, there we are," but not before.
Well, I don't think that can be for right now.
Because I see, I clearly see what is now at work.... I told you, there are many of those things with
which, yes, if I were destined to speak and explain and prophesy, we could build a whole teaching -
with just ONE of those experiences, and I have at least several of them every day. But it's useless, of
course, I know that!
It's not impatience, it's not even a lack of satisfaction, it's not that at all, it is... a Force, a Will
advancing step by step, which won't stop to discourse and delight in what has been done.
(silence)

Is there somewhere on earth a really divine being, that is, not ruled by any law of Unconsciousness?...
It seems to me we'd know it. If he existed and I didn't know it, I would have to tell myself that for that
to be so I must have quite a big insincerity somewhere.
To tell the truth, it's not a question I ask myself.
In all those who are known, all those who have taken the stand of "revealers of the new world" or
"realizers of the new life," in all of them the proportion of inconscient is still far larger than in me, so...
But that's only what is publicly known: is there somewhere a being unknown to all?... I would be
surprised if there were no communication. I don't know.
There are lots and lots of them, you know, a whole crop of new Christs, Kalkis, 131 supermen, ooh!
lots of them, but generally, communication is made somehow or other, at any rate their existence is
known; well, among them, among all those with whom I have been in contact either invisibly or
visibly, there isn't one who has... (how should I put it?) less inconscient than there is in this body - but I
acknowledge there is plenty, oh!
What I don't see is the process to break out of this inertia or unconsciousness.
Process, what process? The process of transformation?
Yes, it is said that the consciousness must act to awaken all this...
But it's doing it!
Yes, it's doing it, but...
It never stops doing it!
I tell you, the response is like this: there is a sudden perception (oh, all these things are very subtle,
very subtle - but as a matter of fact, to the consciousness they are very concrete), the perception of a
sort of disorganization, like a current of disorganization; at first the substance making up the body feels
it, then it sees the effect, and everything starts being disorganized: that disorganization is what prevents
131The last Avatar, in Hindu tradition.

the cohesion necessary for the cells to constitute an individual body, so then you say, "Ah (gesture of
dissolution), it'll be the end." Then the cells aspire, there is a sort of central consciousness in the body
which aspires intensely, with as complete a surrender as it can make: "Your Will, Lord, Your Will,
Your Will...." Then there is a kind of... not something thunderous, not a dazzling flash of light, but a
sort of... well, the impression is of a densification of that current of disorganization; and then something
comes to a halt: first there is a peace, then a light, then Harmony - and the disorder has vanished. And
when the disorder has vanished, there is instantly IN THE CELLS a sense of living eternity, of living
for eternity.
Well, that experience, such as I've told you, with the whole intensity of concrete reality, occurs not
only daily, but several times in a single day. At times it's very severe, that is, like a mass; at other
times, it's only like something that touches; then, in the body consciousness, it's expressed like this,
with a sort of thanksgiving: one more step in the progress over Unconsciousness. But those aren't
thunderous events, the human neighbor isn't even aware of them; he may note a sort of cessation in the
outward activity, a concentration, but that's all. 132 So of course, you don't talk about it, you can't write
books about it, you don't do propaganda.... That's how the work goes.
None of the mental aspirations are satisfied with that.
It's a very obscure work.
(Mother goes into a
long contemplation)

There were two tall candles, like this, and three small ones, all lit.... What could it mean? All five were
burning. What can it mean? I don't know. Two were tall like this, burning, and it was all in a color...
neither red nor yellow, it was orangey, but transparent, and they were like candles burning between us.
Two tall ones and three small ones. I don't know what it signifies.
They were burning slowly, like this (still gesture), without any air current, very quietly.
It remained for a long time.
(long silence)

One or two days ago, I don't know, there was a sort of general vision of this striving of the earth
towards its divinization, and someone seemed to be saying (not "someone": it was the witnessconsciousness, the consciousness observing, but it gets formulated in words - very often it's formulated
in English and I have a kind of impression that it is Sri Aurobindo, his active consciousness, but
sometimes it gets translated into words only when it enters my consciousness), and these last few days,
it was something saying, "Yes, the time of proclamations, the time of revelations is past - now, on to
action."
Proclamations, revelations, prophecies, all that is after all very comfortable, it gives a sense of
something "concrete"; now it's very obscure, there is a sense that it's very obscure, invisible (it will be
visible only in results far, far ahead), and not understood.
Not understood, of course... Someone, C., wanted to translate Notes on the Way and A Propos into
Hindi, in one volume. He spoke with R. about it, and R. wrote to me, "People don't understand
anything," and he feels "the human language is unfit to express that, so how will it turn out in a
translation? - A platitude. It would be better to wait." I fully agree, I told him it would be better to wait.
132At such times, Mother would become white and would often be seen placing the palms of her hands over her eyes.

But it gave me the exact measure. Because R. and C. are people who are expected to understand, and
they clearly don't understand anything. And then, Nolini was here, I gave him the letter to read, and he
said, "Oh, yes!" - For him too it's the same thing, he hasn't understood! So it's general. Because lots of
people quote to me what I said, or experiences they've had, explanations they give "in accordance with"
those Notes on the Way, and every time I see that they haven't understood ANYTHING.
So it seems to me to be a general incomprehension.
(silence)

It belongs to a region which isn't yet ready to be explained, manifested in words.
It's obvious, I see it clearly, you know: it's because they are all quite nice, full of respect, that they
don't allow their mind to say, "This is drivel," but for them it belongs to the incomprehensible.
And as a matter of fact, insofar as it's truly new, it is incomprehensible. What I say doesn't
correspond to a lived experience in the one who reads.
I see clearly, so clearly the little work, like this (gesture of reversal), which would turn the thing
into a prophetic revelation! A little work, a slight reversal in the mind - the experience is wholly
outside the mind, so what can be said about it is... (Mother shakes her head). Precisely because it's not
mental, it's nearly incomprehensible, and for it all to become (oh, it's so visible), for it all to become
accessible, it would take just (same gesture) a slight reversal in the mind, and then it would become
prophetic. But that... isn't possible. It would lose its truth.
Well, it's on the way.

November 18, 1967
(Mother answers appeals.)
In her note I felt she was quite distraught. I wanted to keep it to show it to you, but there is such a
confusion of letters that I don't know where it's gone. I don't even know... I wanted to send her a brief
note in answer, but I don't even know if I did.
Because with all this accumulation of work, I have only one possible method - it is every minute to
"transfer" and wait for the Impulsion to answer or not. For certain things the response comes right
away: I immediately write a line and it's over; with others, I am obliged to keep it aside and wait in
order to know what I should do. And among those, some I keep aside and find again, and another day,
the answer comes and I reply; but with others, it's as if... (gesture of vanishing) something took them
away! They disappear, I don't see them anymore.... Naturally, the mental answer, the invisible action is
done instantly, in every case - I know what I answered her, or rather what I DID: that goes without
saying and it's never lacking, because it doesn't take any time, it's immediate. It's only a question... in
reality, answering is only a concession to the external consciousness. You understand, there are a good

hundred cases every day, so... What I lack is material time.

November 22, 1967
(Mother takes flowers) I'll put them in water.... Flowers are the beauty of life.
And there is a progress.
Oh?
At the end of the physical demonstration 133 [on December 2], all the children will pray in chorus, and
the prayer has been written by me. I will read it to you.
But I hadn't thought about it: they asked me for it, and I wrote it.
They must have read the Bulletin, and then they asked me for a prayer - a prayer that would really
be the body's. I answered:

THE PRAYER OF THE CELLS IN THE BODY
Now that by the effect of the Grace we are slowly emerging out of inconscience and
waking up to a conscious life, an ardent prayer rises in us for more light, more
consciousness:
"O Supreme Lord of the Universe,
we implore Thee, give us
the strength and the beauty,
the harmonious perfection
needed to be Thy divine instruments upon earth."
It's almost a proclamation.
There. So we'll put it into French.
They will say it after their demonstration; it seems they are going to show the whole evolution of
physical culture, and then, at the end, they will say, "We have not reached the end, we are at the
beginning of something, and here is our prayer."
I was very glad.

133Every year on December 2, all the children of the School and all the disciples taking part in sports carry out a general
demonstration of physical culture.

You said there is a progress?
A progress! It's a tremendous progress! The thought had never occurred to them, never; taken as a
whole, they had never thought of the transformation: their thought was to become the best athletes in
the world and all the usual nonsense.
The body, you see, they've asked for a prayer of the BODY. They have finally understood that the
body must begin to transform itself into something else. Previously, they were all full of the whole
history of physical culture in every country, in which country it's most developed, the use of the body
as it is, and... and so on. Anyway, it was the Olympic ideal. Now, they have leaped beyond: that is the
past, now they want the transformation.
You understand, people were asking to be divine in their mind and vital - that is, the whole ancient
history of spirituality, the same old theme for centuries - but now, it's the BODY. It's the body that asks
to participate. It's certainly a progress.
Yes, but one can see how in the mind the aspiration sustains itself, how it lives by itself. In the
heart too, one can see how the aspiration lives. But in the body? How can one awaken that
aspiration in the body?
But good God! it's fully awakened! It's been for months in me! So it means they've felt it, they are
feeling it.
How it's done? - It's being done.
But how can one in oneself...
No, no, no. If it has been done in one body, it can be done in all bodies.
Yes, but I ask how.... Yes, how?
Well, that's what I have been trying to explain for months.
It's, first of all, awakening the consciousness in the cells....
Well, yes!
Yes, but once it's done it's done: the consciousness keeps awakening more and more, the cells live
consciously, aspire consciously. I have been trying to explain it, good Lord, for months! For months I
have been trying to explain it. And so, that's just what pleased me: it's that they have at least understood
the possibility of it.
The same consciousness which was the vital's and the mind's monopoly has become corporeal: the
consciousness acts in the body's cells.
The body's cells grow into something conscious, entirely conscious.
A consciousness which is independent, absolutely independent of the vital consciousness or the
mental consciousness: it's a corporeal consciousness.
(silence)

And this physical mind, which Sri Aurobindo said was an impossibility and something going round in
circles which would do so forever, without consciousness, precisely, like a sort of machine, this

physical mind has been converted, it has fallen silent, and in silence it has received inspiration from the
Consciousness. And it has started praying again: the same prayers that were earlier in the mind.
I quite understand all that can take place in you, but...
But since it's taking place in one body, it can take place in all bodies! I am not made of anything
different from others. The difference is the consciousness, that's all. It's made of exactly the same thing,
with the same elements, I eat the same things, and it was made in just the same way.
And it was as dull, as dark, as unconscious, as stubborn as all other bodies in the world.
It began when the doctors declared I was seriously ill, that was the beginning. 134 Because the entire
body was emptied of its habits and forces, and then, slowly, slowly, the cells woke up to a new
receptivity and opened directly to the divine Influence.
Every cell is vibrating.
Otherwise, it would be hopeless! If this matter, which began as... Even a stone is already an
organization; it was certainly worse than a stone: the inert, absolute Inconscient. Then, little by little,
little by little, it awakens. One can see it, you know, one sees it: one just has to open one's eyes to see
it. Well, the same thing is now taking place: for the animal to become a man, it didn't take anything else
than the infusion of a consciousness - a mental consciousness - and now, it's the awakening of that
consciousness which was there, deep down, in the very depths. The mind has withdrawn, the vital has
withdrawn, everything has withdrawn; when I was supposedly ill, the mind had gone away, the vital
had gone away, and the body was left to itself - purposely. And that's why, it's precisely because the
vital and mind had gone that it looked like a very serious illness. And then, in the body left to itself, the
cells little by little started awakening to the consciousness (gesture of a rising aspiration); once those
two had gone, the consciousness which had been infused into the body THROUGH the vital (from the
mind to the vital and from the vital to the body) started slowly, slowly emerging. It began with that
burst of Love from all the way up, from the extreme, supreme altitude; then, little by little, little by
little, it came down to the body. Then that sort of physical mind, that is, something totally and
completely idiotic going round and round in circles, forever repeating the same thing over and over
again, cleared up little by little and grew conscious, organized, then fell silent. And then in that silence,
the aspiration expressed itself in prayers.
(silence)

It's a denial of all the spiritual assertions of the past: "If you want to live fully conscious of the divine
life, leave your body - the body cannot follow." Well, Sri Aurobindo came and said, "Not only can the
body follow, but it can be the base that will manifest the Divine."
The work remains to be done.
But now there is a certitude. The result is still very far - very far ahead, there is much to do before
the crust, the outermost surface experience as it is, can manifest what takes place within (not "within"
in the spiritual depths: within in the body). For it to be able to manifest what is within... That will come
last, which is very good because if it came earlier, we would neglect the work; we would be so happy
that we'd forget to complete the work. Everything must have been done within, everything must be
fully and thoroughly changed, then the outside will express it.
But it's all ONE SINGLE substance, the very same everywhere, which was unconscious
everywhere; and so, the remarkable thing is that things are taking place AUTOMATICALLY (gesture
134The turning point of March 16, 1962, culminating on April 13, 1962: the great pulsations.

of points scattered throughout the world), quite unexpected things here and there, even in people who
don't know anything.
(silence)

These material cells had to gain the capacity to receive and manifest the consciousness; and what
permits a radical transformation is that instead of an ascent which is so to speak eternal and indefinite,
there is the appearance of a new type - a descent from above. The previous descent was a mental one,
while this is what Sri Aurobindo calls a "supramental descent"; the impression is, a descent of the
supreme Consciousness infusing itself into something capable of receiving and manifesting it. Then,
out of that, once it has been thoroughly kneaded (there's no knowing how much time it will take), a
new form will be born, which will be the form Sri Aurobindo called supramental - it will be...
anything, I don't know what those beings will be called.
What will be their mode of expression? How will they make themselves understood and so on?... In
man, it developed very slowly. Only, mind has done a lot of kneading and, after all, has made things
move faster.
How will we get there?... There will certainly be stages in the manifestation with, perhaps, a
specimen that will come and say, "Here is how it is." (Mother looks in front of her) One can see that.
Only, when man emerged from the animal, there was no way to record - to note and record the
process; now it's quite different, so it will be more interesting.
(silence)

But even at this moment in time, the vast majority - the vast majority - of human intellectuality is
perfectly satisfied being busy with itself, satisfied with its little progress like this (Mother draws a
microscopic circle). It doesn't even, doesn't even have a desire for something else!
Which means the advent of the superhuman being may well... it may very well go unnoticed, or not
be understood. We can't say, because there is no analogy; it's obvious that if one of the apes, the large
apes, had met the first man, he would just have felt there was a somewhat... strange being, that's all.
But now it's different because man thinks, reasons....
But anything higher than him man has been used to thinking of as... divine beings; that is to say,
bodiless beings, appearing in the light, anyway all the gods in human conception - but it's not that at
all!
(long silence)

Shall we translate this?
(Mother translates into French
the "prayer of the cells in the body"
silence)

So?
Aren't you convinced?
Why don't you try?
But I do! That's why I asked you the question. I am not doubting anything. I asked you how it's

done, that's what I don't see.... For instance, I shave every morning. Well, in the morning you are
dazed, tired, the mind doesn't work, the vital doesn't work....
Yes, it's an excellent opportunity.
Well, yes, so that's what I do! But I tell you, I just don't see, I don't. I don't know how it can be
stirred - it doesn't stir.... It doesn't stir unless I apply the mind or the vital or the heart.
Bah!
It's not that I doubt! I say that my body is a donkey, quite possibly, but I don't doubt.
It's not a donkey, poor thing! (Mother laughs)
Doubt there isn't. But there is a question on the "how," that's what I don't know.
That problem never arose for me, because... When you do music or when you do painting, you very
clearly notice how the consciousness permeates the cells and those cells become conscious. This
experience, for instance: there are objects in a box, and you say to your hand, "Take twelve of them."
The hand goes like that, without your bothering about it, and it finds the twelve (without counting, just
like that), it takes the twelve and gives them to you. That's an experience I had long ago; when I was
twenty I began with experiences of that kind. So I know, I knew how the consciousness works. You
understand, it's impossible to learn the piano or painting without the consciousness coming into the
hands, and the hands become conscious INDEPENDENTLY of the brain - the brain may be busy
elsewhere, it doesn't matter in the least. Besides, that's what happens in those people who are called
"sleepwalkers": they have a consciousness belonging to their body, which makes them move about and
do things quite independently of the mind and the vital.
I mean that when I am shaving in front of the mirror, if within myself I don't apply the mantra or
an aspiration from the heart, well, it's an inert chunk shaving, and in addition the physical mind
keeps running. But if I apply a mantra or a mental will...
No! It's THE BODY that ends up saying the mantra spontaneously! So spontaneously that even if you
happen to be thinking of something else, your body will be saying the mantra. Don't you have that
experience?
No.
And it's the body that aspires, the body that says the mantra, the body that wants the light, the body that
wants the consciousness - you yourself may be thinking of something else, Tom, Dick or Harry or a
book or anything, it doesn't matter.
But now I understand, I understand very well! In the beginning I didn't, I thought I had been made
supposedly very ill in order to stop the life I led downstairs 135 - the life I now lead is far more busy than
the one I led downstairs, so... I wondered why, whether it was a transitional phase. But now I
understand: cut off - I would keep fainting. What made the doctor declare that I was ill is that I couldn't
take a step without fainting: if I wanted to walk from here to there, poff! I would faint on the way; I had
to be held up so my body wouldn't drop to the ground. So the doctor's decision: to bed and no moving.
135Since the "illness" of 1962, Mother has not left her rooms upstairs.

But as for me, not for one minute did I lose consciousness! I would faint but remain conscious, I would
see my body and know I had fainted; I didn't lose consciousness, the body didn't lose consciousness. So
now I understand! The body was cut off from the vital and the mind and left to its own means; and then
little by little, little by little...
I remember, for instance, all that the doctors do: they give you vitamins, this and that. All right. So
as soon as I had taken those vitamins, I saw that sort of physical mind start stirring and stirring and
stirring: "Vitamins," I said, "I don't want them, they cause excitement in the brain." Then they changed
and gave me something some other time, and that was good. And all that, all of it was simply THE
BODY: all that it knew, all the experiences it had had, all the mastery from all the parts of the being,
from the vital to the mind and above, all of that was gone! And this poor body was left to itself. Then,
naturally, little by little something was rebuilt. For a long time I remained unable... unable to do hardly
anything (a little something, but hardly anything), but little by little it all was rebuilt, increasingly
rebuilt: a conscious, purely conscious being - which is now chattering away! (It was unable to express
itself.)
Yes, I understand. I understand. Well, perhaps that is what Sri Aurobindo meant when he said,
"Your body is at present the only one on earth that can do this work." I thought it was a kindness on his
part.... But it's true that it was cut off, I knew it - I saw it - cut off, the states of being were sent away:
"Go away, all of you are not wanted anymore." Then the body had to rebuild a life for itself. And
instead of having to go through all those states of being as it did before, through successive awakenings
(gesture of ascent from degree to degree, in the way of the yogis of old), up to the highest height, the
highest height beyond the form, now it's no longer that at all, the body no longer needs anything of all
that, it simply has... (gesture of a rising aspiration opening out like a flower). Something within opened
and developed, which caused that idiotic mind to become organized and capable of falling silent in an
aspiration. And then... then there was the direct Contact, without intermediaries - the direct contact.
That it now has constantly. Constantly, every single moment, the direct contact. And it's THE BODY:
it doesn't go through all kinds of things and states of being, not at all, it's direct.
But once that has been done (this is something Sri Aurobindo had said), once ONE body has done
it, it has the capacity of passing it on to others; and I tell you, there is now (I am not saying in its
totality and in detail, probably not), but here and there (scattered gesture to show various points on
earth) people suddenly get one experience or another. Some of them (most) get frightened, so naturally
it goes away - that is because they weren't prepared enough within (if it's not the little routine of every
minute, ever the same, they get frightened), and once they get frightened it's over, it means they will
need years of preparation for the experience to recur. But still, some don't; suddenly, an experience:
"Ah!" something wholly new, wholly unexpected, which they had never thought of.
It's contagious. That I know. And it's the only hope, because if everyone had to go through the same
experience again... Well, I am ninety now - at the age of ninety people are tired, they've had enough of
life. To do this work one must feel as young as a small child.
It takes a long time, I clearly see that it has taken a long time.
And it isn't done, of course, it's BEING done - it isn't done, far from it. Far from it... What's the
proportion of conscious cells? We don't know.
From time to time, some cells scold others, that's very funny! They scold them, they catch hold of
them, say a thing or two (in their own way) to those which want... (Mother draws a tiny circle) to go on
with the old habits: digestion has to be done in a certain way, absorption has to be done in a certain
way, circulation has to be done in a certain way, breathing has to... all the functions have to be done
according to Nature's method. And when it isn't like that, they are worried. Then those which know
catch hold of them and give them a good bombardment of the Lord, it's very funny!

There is something that translates into words (it's wordless, but something in there translates into
words), and so there are conversations between the cells (Mother laughs): "You fool, what are you
afraid of? Don't you see it's the Lord doing this to transform you?" Then the other: "Ah!..." And then it
falls quiet, opens out, and waits. And... the pain goes away, the disorder goes away, and then
everything works out.
It's wonderful.
But if by some mischance the mind comes in, starts watching or judging, then everything stops and
falls back into the old habit.
(long silence)

Basically, it's the vital, mental - and so on - ego, it's all of that which was - poff! - taken away.
It was a radical operation.
So now there is a sort of suppleness and plasticity. And all this is learning (it's very much in touch
with everything [horizontal gesture]), it's learning to find its whole support, its whole strength, its
whole knowledge, its whole light, its whole will, everything like that (vertical gesture, turned to the
Supreme), exclusively like that, in an extraordinary plasticity.
And then - the splendor of the Presence.
(silence)

There.
So what should I do to you?
I don't know, an operation!
A radical operation (Mother laughs).
Yes, perhaps.
But tell me, when they put you to sleep to open your stomach, were you conscious? Nothing at all?
Nothing?
No.
We'll see....
We'll see.

November 25, 1967

Regarding Mother's mail:

It's very often like that: I get nearly twenty-five or thirty letters every day; out of them, I have time to
read eight or ten, and at the time of reading them, most often there is no answer: they're at least ninetyeight percent useless. When there is something [worthwhile in the letter], the answer comes right away.
Or when there is no answer right away, sometimes (often) I put it aside, and when I am alone, Sri
Aurobindo comes and says to me, "Why don't you tell him this?" Then I immediately write it down. It
happens very often. And always an answer, oh, with a sense of ridiculousness, of humor touching the
exact point where the weakness or unconsciousness is. That's very funny. So I never try to find,
naturally, never ever, it comes like that quite simply. When I have to answer, it comes; then I just have
to take a paper, my pen, and I write it down. That's the part of the work which isn't work, but
amusement.
***
Soon afterwards:

I gave you a speech, twice.
Very early in the morning, while you must have been still asleep. Last night and the night before,
very early, around four in the morning, I gave you a speech. Not quite "I" (and what's "I," in the first
place, where is "I"? I don't know), it's... At times it comes from high above, like that, imperative; at
other times, it comes from Sri Aurobindo, and that's much more close, intimate. And it was Sri
Aurobindo, both times. I gave you a speech.
What was it?
He must have told you! And for you, it will come back like this (gesture from within); one day, all of a
sudden, it will reemerge from deep within you. I even saw that (the experience was rather complete), I
saw it go within, and saw that one day it would reemerge and would simply be like an inspiration or a
revelation, or even simply like a knowledge: "Ah! So that's how it is!"
Very amusing.
Sri Aurobindo spoke very clearly. He told you WHY things are like this. But he told me not to say
it, he told me, "I am saying it to him and one day he will know it."
But on what subject?
On the subject of what you told me last time: that your body left to itself doesn't have any experience.
He told you why. And he told you how to do it. But that I can repeat to you; I can repeat the "how to do
it": he told you that your body is still in a condition in which it has to go to school, and it's your inner
being, your consciousness, your true self that must teach it. He said, "It is still at a stage when it must
be taught its lesson, and so it must learn its lesson."
There.
It's very interesting, and very intimate.
Then I asked him, "Should I tell him?" He said, "No, it must come out of himself, like that, it must
be a sudden revelation, so that he will say, 'Ah! yes...'"
There. (Laughing) So I've given you a good little tug!

November 29, 1967
Well, read me this letter.
"Sweet Mother, in the Bulletin you said, 'Psychic memories... are unforgettable moments of
life when the consciousness is intense, luminous, strong, active, powerful, and sometimes
also turning points in your life which gave it a new orientation. But never will you be able to
describe the dress you wore or the gentleman with whom you spoke or the neighbors or the
kind of field you were in.' (Questions and Answers of May 6, 1953) And regarding the
memory of small details, you said, 'It's perfectly silly.'
"But then how is it that one often enough reads in newspapers the story of little children
who remember their past life?..."
That's not a psychic memory. They always confuse things so dreadfully!
It's not psychic, it's when the vital, through some special circumstance, goes from one body to
another, then it still remembers. That's generally when it comes back in the same family, or in
neighbors.
Is that all he writes?
"...How is it that newspapers tell often enough the story of little children who remember
their past life, and that details were confirmed? Since the study of such occurrences is what
leads parapsychologists to note the existence of reincarnation, they are therefore not on a
wholly wrong track, are they? And how can one give another kind of scientific proof of
reincarnation?"
How arrogant the mind is! Instead of simply saying, "There is something here that I don't understand"
and asking for an explanation, oh, instantly it rears its head.
What's the name of this young nincompoop?... I'll send him this (Mother writes):
"The memories you are referring to, those mentioned in the newspapers, are the memories
of the vital being, when exceptionally it has come out of a body in order to enter another.
That happens, though not frequently. The memories I am referring to are those of the psychic
being, and one is conscious of them only when one is in conscious relationship with one's
psychic being. There is no contradiction between the two things."
***

Mother turns to the
darshan of November 24:

I have new photos of the darshan day. Photos taken with a telephoto lens, would you like to see them?
(Mother goes to get the photos)
S. has a new telescopic camera, and instead of taking a photo of the whole view at the balcony, she
took only my face. Two of them I find very good.... They're not enlarged, they're just as they were
taken (Mother shows Satprem the photos).
I don't know, at each darshan I feel as if I am a different person, and when I see myself like this,
objectively, indeed I see a different person every time. Sometimes an old Chinese! Other times a sort of
transposition of Sri Aurobindo, a veiled Sri Aurobindo; and yet other times, a person I am very familiar
with, but not the present one: a person I was just ONCE. That has happened several times.
But here too, I get an impression of... It's very different from you as you are usually.
Isn't it!
And I feel it's something I know.
Yes, exactly. My impression is just the same. I look at this and say, "I know this person very well" -
but it has nothing to do with this body.
But it's something I know!
Yes, it's very well known, yet it's not this (Mother points to her body); it's not from here, yet it's very
well known.
It reminds me of a painter, I don't know why.
One doesn't quite know whether it's a woman or a man, one isn't sure.
I wondered if it wasn't a being living in another world than the physical world of the earth? Because
it's... I know this, but not with the intimacy of the body's sensation. It's clearly someone I know very
well and have seen often.
I get an impression of someone I have seen before.
Oh, yes. But I don't know if you saw it in this world.
I have a painting or a painter in mind, I don't know why.

Which of the two is more familiar to you?
This one, 14.
Yes, that's right. And are you sure it's a woman?
I'm not sure, either.
You're not.
But I don't know why, I get the idea of a painter or a painting.
A painter?... Leonardo da Vinci? (Laughing) But he had a beard!
(To Sujata:) Do you know this person?

It's not the same Mother!
It isn't (Mother takes one photo, then the other): this and this are two different persons.
But strangely, I know this very well, especially this part (Mother points to the part of the photo
between the eyebrows and the lips), and something about the gaze.
It might be a painting, perhaps you're right. But which one, I don't see.
Someone very familiar to me, but... If I were told it's a historical personality, I wouldn't be
surprised.
This one [ 14] especially.
Strange. And it's becoming more and more like that. As the body catches hold of the inner rhythm,
it [the manifestation of other beings through Mother's body] keeps increasing.
It's probably not physical.
(Sujata:) Somewhat Chinese!
What is it? One day we'll know....
It's quite familiar.
Yes. But my impression is like this: someone I knew very intimately, with whom I perhaps lived - but
not "me," you understand. That is, it's the body that says, "Not me." Inwardly, it's quite different: there
is no me-and-you, none of that exists; but the body still has it and says, "It's not me, it's someone I
know very well, very closely, but not me."
Why does it come like that at the balcony?
It may be two things. It may be that the original consciousness split into two in a past existence (it has
happened several times) and manifested in two different bodies at the same time; and so naturally, there
was an intimacy and probably a familiarity in life - it may be something physical. But it may also be
someone existing permanently, a permanent form somewhere, with whom we are in constant contact in
that world (the overmental or supramental world, or elsewhere), and the feeling "Oh, I know this"
springs from within. It may be either of those two things - I don't know which as yet.
(After a silence) It's more an expression, a type of vibration, an atmosphere than exact features. So
it might rather be this: someone existing permanently somewhere with whom we are in contact.
That would explain the sensation that we don't know whether it's a man or a woman: it must be
from a sexless world, a world where there is neither man nor woman.
(silence)

The body itself has more than an impression, it's... a sort of knowledge - more than a knowledge, it's,
well, a fact: there are lots and lots of beings, forces, personalities that manifest through it, at times even
several at once. That's a very common experience. For instance, the experience that Sri Aurobindo is
here, speaks and sees, with his own way of seeing (piercing and ironic gesture) and his way of
expressing himself - that happens very often. Often too, it's Durga, or Mahakali, or... very often. Often,
what manifests is a being from very high up, very permanent - very permanent - and then there comes
into the being a sort of absoluteness. At times, it's beings from a nearby plane trying to make
themselves felt, to express themselves, but that's under control.

The body is used to it, you understand.
But the strange thing was that this time, on the 24th, when I went to the balcony, it was someone...
(and that happens to me now and then, more and more frequently) someone looking on from a sort of
plane of eternity, with, mingled in it, a great benevolence (something like benevolence, I don't know
how to express it), but with an absolute calm, almost indifference, and the two are together looking on
like that (Mother draws waves far away below), as though it were seen from far away, far above, far...
(how should I put it?) seen from such an eternal vision. That was what my body felt when I went out
for the balcony. So the body said, "But I have to aspire, there must be an aspiration for the Force to
descend on all these people!" And "That" was like that (sovereign gesture above), oh, so benevolent,
but with a sort of indifference - the indifference of eternity, I don't know how to explain it. And the
body feels it all as something making use of it.
That's why I find these photos interesting, it's to objectify the
We'll know.

December

December 2, 1967
Mother gives "Transformation" flowers
and slips one through her buttonhole:

A general transformation!
I have my own here.... So it withers, and when I have my bath I take it out and put it in a glass of
water - half an hour later, it's as fresh as if it had just been born! It's very pretty.
It's my joy in life.
Every morning, I must say, I spend three quarters of an hour arranging flowers like that, and it's all
joyful - light, light in everything, without darkness.
***
(Then Satprem asks Mother about the conversation of November 22 - the turning point of 1962 and the
awakening of the cells' consciousness - which he would like to publish in the forthcoming February
issue of the "Bulletin," in "A Propos.")
It's too personal.
But it's so clear! It's the first time you have made the thing so clear.
(After a long silence) I know that people will be happy, but it will give me a lot of trouble.
You think it will cause you difficulties?
I am constantly invaded (it won't be much worse than it is!). At one point it was very difficult, but now
it's beginning to... I've reconciled myself to it. I think it's the body that reacts, but it's growing more and
more impersonal, I think.
People understand so poorly - but what can be done about that? In the whole country, the number
of things written about me, each one of them as stupid as the next... all because of those ninety years.
What a fuss they make over those ninety years!
You understand, I would have liked it to become public once the body's appearance had been
transformed - then it becomes interesting, but we're still a long way from it.
***
Soon afterwards:

This morning I was shown photos again, photos I had never seen, which I am asked to sign for
people who've bought them.... In one I look like Annie Besant! (Mother laughs) There are all sorts!
But in one of them I seem to be shut in a world of darkness and unconsciousness, and if you look at
the face... it really looks desperate - not desperate, but unhappy. Things of that sort, which I had never
noticed. They're sold by the thousands, mon petit!

December 6, 1967
I saw you last night.
Oh, yes?
Do you remember?...
No.
We were in the subtle physical. I saw lots of people: Purani [a departed disciple] and so on, people who
are no longer on earth. It was in Sri Aurobindo's... not his house, but his domain. I saw and did lots of
things. There were people who live on earth and people who no longer do: they were all together. And
at the end (for many details Sri Aurobindo was there, then he left), at the end I looked at all that, and
for the first time in the subtle physical, I said, "Oh, how insipid and useless your life is, and flavorless,
when you don't think of the Divine."
The experience was so acute! So acute. Then I said (among the people there, there was Purani, and
as I said people who live on earth), I told them, "On the earth, there is that intensity of aspiration, but
here... life is so easy, so easy! Look at all your activities and all that, oh, it has no flavor, because there
isn't that intense need to live for the Divine." And it was so strong that for hours in the morning it was
like that (gesture of intense aspiration). Life anywhere - anywhere, in any part of the world (of the
universe) and in any conditions, even the most easy and harmonious, is not worth living without this
intensity of aspiration, of the NEED to be divine.
It's the first time.
In the past, when I went to all those regions, there were always very interesting things; and in the
subtle physical, as a rule I was always with Sri Aurobindo - [last night too] I was with Sri Aurobindo
but he withdrew to a part of his domain and I remained with all the others: they had an easy life, you
know, carefree, and all they did seemed so... meaningless. Why? Why all that, why keep oneself busy,
why do all those things if it's not for this aspiration, for this need to be and become the Divine?
But it's the first time, and it lingered on: for hours this morning, I was like this (gesture of intense
aspiration).
There.
As a result, my impression was that unless the whole universe becomes THAT, well... what's the

use? Everything and anything that isn't the Consciousness, the supreme consciousness, I mean, yes, the
supreme and supremely divine consciousness, all the rest... It's the first time I've felt so intensely the
uselessness of all outward activities - their uselessness IN THEMSELVES, like a blossoming, because
when there is the divine Play, then the same things become lovely, it all becomes interesting, but in
themselves, for themselves, they are NOTHING. It's the first time I have felt that so intensely. Because
I felt it in the subtle world (in the material world it's always mixed with all kinds of trouble and effort
and difficulty so it's completely different), there, things are absolutely without difficulty, completely
harmonious, really, and it was NOTHING. YOU understand, when Sri Aurobindo was there, it was
perfect, but when he withdrew... flavorless.
And it's the PHYSICAL consciousness that has those experiences at night: the body remains in
trance, it's the physical consciousness; it was the physical consciousness, but in a subtle physical
released from all difficulties - and it was no better. You know, it was like a reply to the ambition of
people here on earth who want life to be pleasant, easy, without difficulties, without conflicts and
clashes and diseases and... they say, "Oh, how charming all would be!" - It's not true: if there isn't
THAT, empty.
The experience was very interesting.
***
Soon afterwards:

I have a whole correspondence in French with S., who is learning French and puts questions to me. So
(Mother shows a sheet of paper), here is the latest one, from yesterday, because I had told him a story:
You know that I always keep a Transformation flower here (Mother points to her buttonhole); I
keep it the whole morning, and when I take my dress off in the afternoon for a bath, the flower is
naturally in a pitiful condition - so I used to throw it away. But one day, S. had sent me roses in a glass
of water, it was on my bathroom table; I took the Transformation flower and put it in the water, and
when I came back from my bath it was magnificent, far more fresh and strong than when I had received
it! I kept it the whole night, kept it the next day, it wasn't budging! It remained just as fresh. Then the
next day, I sent him the flower back, in his glass, and when he came to see me in the afternoon, I told
him the story. I said, "Did you get the Transformation flower? Here is what happened...." The next day,
he wrote me this:
"Does the transformation not demand a very high degree of aspiration, surrender and
receptivity?"
I replied:
"The transformation demands a total and integral consecration. But is that not the
aspiration of every sincere sadhak?
"'Total' means...
Yes, it was on the following page (because I thought, "This man will wonder why I put 'total and
integral' when the two words seem to mean just the same thing"). So I gave him the explanation:

"'Total' means VERTICALLY in all the states of being from the most material to the
most subtle. 'Integral' means HORIZONTALLY in all the various and often
contradictory parts that make up the outer being (physical, vital and mental)."
***
(Then Mother listens to new, unpublished letters of Sri Aurobindo's:)
"How can I receive Sri Aurobindo's light in the mind?"
"It can always come if you aspire patiently. But the basic condition, if you want that
light, is to get rid of all other mental influences."
"What is the meaning of 'to get rid of all other mental influences'? Is it this that I had
better not read any other books except Sri Aurobindo's or not try to learn anything by
hearing or admiring others?"
"It is not a question of books or learning facts. When a woman loves or admires, her
mind is instinctively molded by the one she loves or admires, and this influence remains
after the feeling itself has gone or appears to be gone. This does not refer to X's influence
merely. It is the general rule given to keep yourself free from any other admiration or
influence."
May 30, 1932

This is something people generally don't know. It's very true, but they don't know it. When they start
admiring all sorts of things, it becomes a hodgepodge.
(silence)

This is one of the things I've learned lately through experience - universalization, the contact with
everything (horizontal gesture) - and it has been shown to the body in such a precise way, in the detail
of the vibration.... In the state of receptivity (vertical gesture to the Heights), of receptive passivity (the
opposite of action, that is), the body must be turned exclusively to the Supreme (same vertical gesture):
the body and the cells have been taught that, and they've understood - they've understood and are now
used to it. In the state of action (horizontal gesture), when you are one with (well, let's limit the
problem to the earth), one with the whole earth, there must be an ACTIVE radiating vibration of the
supreme Force. Receptivity like this (vertical gesture to receive the Force), and activity like this
(horizontal gesture spreading the Force out). And the cells have felt, they've understood, they can do
it. And the relationship with everything around you, down to the smallest detail, is something so
wonderful, with an influence radiating farther and farther away.
When you realize those two attitudes simultaneously, the contagion is abolished: the mental
contagion (the very one Sri Aurobindo refers to here, the one you get when you "admire" something),
the mental contagion, the vital contagion, and EVEN THE PHYSICAL CONTAGION - when the cells
realize that, you stop catching illnesses. Because formerly (for a long time), whenever something
occurred in the sphere of influence of the action, there used to be a repercussion [in Mother]. For a very

long time, it was dangerous. Then it became limited to a sense of unease which would grow conscious,
and conscious of the why - the why and the how. It was limited to a state of unease, but it was still...
troublesome. And now it's a sort of... I can't say "knowledge," because it's not mental, but an
awareness (there's no word for it in French), a perception - and nothing more, it doesn't have any
action [or any repercussion in Mother's body]. So then, the whole problem lies there:
There are those who found this, the vertical ascent to the heights, and who isolated themselves from
the world (they weren't able to do that completely because they didn't have the knowledge, but they
tried). That's not the solution. Then there are those who want to help, the generous ones who are like
this (gesture of horizontal expansion), and who catch everything, even the mental diseases of all the
people around them. So the truth is the two together: this, the passive, receptive state (vertical gesture),
and this, the active state of action and radiating influence (horizontal gesture). And the body has
become wholly conscious of the dual movement and is working to realize it in detail.
A great problem has been solved.
And it's interesting because those two attitudes can be almost simultaneous, but they are... On the
level of vibration, of vibratory sensation, they are two opposites combining with each other: receptivity
like this (gesture), towards the Consciousness, the Force, Power, Light, all that comes from above, and
naturally Love (but about Love I will speak later). And it comes (gesture of descent), it comes down
and everything, everything is ab-so-lute-ly passive and receptive (gesture of vertical opening): it
absorbs and absorbs and absorbs, like that, totally given, in the state of a sponge that absorbs and
absorbs and absorbs.... At the same time, there is the relationship with the world (horizontal gesture)
and the Power coming through and working, with the sense of the Force, the Action, the Thing
imposing itself. It's magnificent. And in the SAME vibratory radiance of... of "That." Always the same
all-powerful Perfection being absorbed and acting (gesture of flowing through Mother over the world
in a perpetual movement).
That seems to be the secret of all-powerfulness. There is no need at all to go through mental
knowledge - that diminishes, shrinks, hardens.
It's a keen state of consciousness, that is, wholly awakened. In the cells of the body, it drives away
all darkness. Naturally, it's a long and slow work, but it drives away, it's a state that drives away all
darkness everywhere. And darkness is always the sign (sign or cause) of a disorder. So there is still
plenty of it, one knows that. It's a slow work, a whole world! When you... (how should I put it?) when
you descend into (or I may say, concentrate on) this cellular constitution of the body, on the body's
scale, it's a myriad world! A myriad world. Everything is as though made up of myriad tiny points, and
each point has to be awakened and flooded with consciousness and light - a long work.
(silence)

So it's the solution to these two errors that constantly contradict each other: the error of shrinking, of an
exclusivism of influence (which, when practiced on the mental level, becomes a limitation, a smallness,
like all exclusive faiths); or else eclecticism without effect or force, which makes a sort of muddle with
everything, with all ideas (mentally it doesn't matter, but on the level of the transformation, it's serious).
So for these two opposites the problem has been solved.
The state I've just described is possible in the body's cells and in the body consciousness, also in the
psychic consciousness; but vitally and mentally, even if you understand, it seems like an almost
impossible realization because of a fixity, a fixity in the form: the form of thoughts and the form of
sensations. Mentally it could only be translated as an acceptance of all thoughts, all formulas, raising
them up towards... something that's no longer a thought, no longer a mentally formulated thing, but a
light, a light, a conscious light organizing and unifying all those thoughts. But if you take them all on

the same plane... You can accept everything, but everything as one standpoint - one among
innumerable standpoints on "something" that cannot be expressed in words, because as soon as you put
words on it, it becomes a formula, and the formula takes the power away. But physically, in the body's
cells, it's very, very clearly perceptible and is lived quite spontaneously: you receive only from on high,
and you spread it.

December 8, 1967
The only somewhat new thing is that the body is beginning to be a bit... restless at its decay. Before, it
didn't bother about it, it didn't give it any thought; it knew it was going on, but... Now, it's beginning to
be bothered. So perhaps it's a sign, I don't know? It's beginning to be bothered - not psychologically,
but like this: when it receives a Command to do something and there is, not exactly an incapacity, but a
limitation to the possibility, that starts its unhappiness. So I wondered...
Then at night it's the same thing, it says, "Why such a whole long period of diminishing
consciousness?"
Diminishing?
You understand, it's happy and in what it regards as its normal state only when it's fully conscious of
and vibrating with the Presence. But in the night's activities... (how can I explain?) it's becoming
more... more like something one is used to, you know, like a habit (gesture of a wave flowing); there's
no longer the joy of a vibrating observation, but a normal state of things, and it's not happy with that: it
wants the same intensity (vibrating gesture) to be there at night. For instance, it doesn't tolerate the idea
of fatigue, of the necessity of rest (although that never arises from the inconscient any longer), but rest
as a sort of turning in on oneself, like that, to repair wear and tear - it doesn't like that: there must be no
wear and tear, there must be a constant adaptation to anything asked of it. Later, it will probably not
even accept effort - there isn't much "effort" left, but instead of effort, there's a sort of conscious
receptivity that enables it to do things; and there are constant examples to show that if this receptivity
isn't there, well, there's an awkward movement, or an impossibility, things like that, but it... in the past,
it used to feel that was unavoidable, but now it no longer wants it. Now it no longer wants it: things
must not be like that. For example, to put something away or find it or do something, it sometimes feels
a sense of difficulty (it's never quite impossible because nothing is asked of it which is impossible), but
at times it's difficult - and a sense of displeasure comes over it. It feels that as an infirmity, as a lack of
receptivity, you understand. Also the fact that it has become stooped: in the past it would say, "It'll get
corrected"; now it's beginning to lose patience. That's quite new. It began on November 24. Because it's
not a selfish turning in on itself, it's not that, it's not for itself, it's... the sense of a lack of receptivity to
the Force, of limitation arising from incapacity - it doesn't like that anymore.

December 13, 1967
Did you feel the earthquake?... It was in the morning of the day before yesterday, at 4:30. I didn't feel
anything. But some people felt it and told me.
Over there it was quite bad.136
My mother reached Bombay on that day and felt it. All the dogs were howling; for three seconds
houses were shaken.
A small town has completely disappeared.137
But it's strange.... I wasn't asleep but was outside my body, so I didn't notice anything. It didn't
wake up my body.
But it must have been very weak here. I was awake but didn't feel anything.
(silence)

Is there something behind this earthquake?
I don't know what it is.... I don't really know what it is, but the day before, in the evening (I forget what
I was doing, I was busy), there was suddenly... Often there are small vital entities, I think, or vital
forces (but to me those things are without force or power), and a small vital entity showed me the
memory of an earthquake: about 1922 or '23, we had an earthquake; I had gone out with Pavitra, we
stood talking (we were on our way out, it was in the afternoon), when suddenly, hop! up we jumped
into the air, the two of us. 138 We knew what it was because we had got used to it in Japan. I said, "Oh,
an earthquake." It didn't last - a few seconds and it was over. I had completely forgotten it, and it was
as if one of those beings came to bring the memory back, with at the same time, "And what if there
were another one?" "Oh," I said, "what nonsense!"
Just the evening before.
Then I wondered, "What? Are these earthquakes set up by beings of this sort?..." I don't understand.
With rain, I know: there are conscious beings, quite small, that is, limited to a single function, and you
can negotiate with them if you want there to be rain or not (they move about, you understand). But as
136In the Indian state of Maharashtra.
137The village of Konya.
138This was probably in 1934 (when an earthquake devastated the state of Bihar), for Pavitra came to Pondicherry only at
the end of 1925.

for earthquakes... I don't know, it seems to me a considerable result for entities that appear to be doing
it just for fun....
Strange.
I can't say, they have no form, you don't see any forms, but they have a consciousness that can
express itself and is translated in our own consciousness as words, and more particularly images -
images and wills.
But I remember, I didn't take it at all seriously, I said, "But this doesn't make sense! It doesn't make
sense, there's no reason for it to be!" And that seems to have been sufficient because, in actual fact,
nothing very serious took place.

December 16, 1967
Yesterday evening, Pavitra asked me for a message for the opening of the School today. I wasn't in too
good a mood (!) and sent him back. This morning, at five, a message came, and I wrote it down. I had
barely written it down when three others came! So I wrote the four of them, and at seven sent them to
K., saying that each teacher or class should choose (they are all on the same subject and with the same
idea, but shown from different angles).
And at eight, everyone already knew! Things spread very fast.... N. told me, "But the messages are
for different classes and they haven't been selected!" I said, "No! It's not for me to select, but for the
teacher in every class." And I added, "That's much more fun for me!" And with that I sent him away!
It's true: the same idea (it's not an "idea"), the same aspiration, the same need, depending on the
state you are in, on your state of consciousness (or, for ordinary people, their turn of mind), you
approach from one side or another.
I don't at all remember what I wrote.... As usual it's a call to the Truth.139
(silence)

There is something apparently paradoxical, but it's very interesting. It's this (Mother takes a piece of
paper and writes):
"The best way to prepare oneself to receive Divine Love is to adhere integrally to the
Truth."
1391. May the Truth be your master and your guide.
2. We aspire to the Truth and its triumph in our being and our activities.
3. May aspiration to the Truth be the motive power of our efforts.
4. O Truth, we want to be guided by you. May your reign come upon earth.
December 16, 1967

(Mother then writes a second note:)

"Adhere totally to the Truth and you will be ready to receive Divine Love."
When you say that to intelligent good folks, their heads spin!...
(Mother laughs) I must say that making their heads spin is great fun for me!
But the best part is that it's true! It's true, it is like that. Every time that there is (it's more than an
aspiration, much more than a will, in English they call it an urge) a thirst to let Divine Love express
itself completely, totally everywhere, the base, the favorable ground is the Truth.
Sri Aurobindo said it, of course. He said it, he wrote it in black and white (I forget the exact words):
"The pure divine love can manifest safely only in a... in a ground" (it's not ground...) "of Truth." I don't
remember now. If we wanted to put it poetically, we'd say, "in a land of Truth."
So before we can proclaim, "Love, manifest yourself, win the Victory," the ground for Truth must
be made ready.
That's what I put under everyone's eyes at the School: aspire, aspire to the Truth. I don't at all
remember what I wrote... (Mother tries to remember). One is, "May the Truth be our master and our
guide," then two others, and then, "O Truth..." I don't remember.
That's quite a remarkable phenomenon: the second before, it's absolutely blank, empty, there isn't
one word, one thought, one idea, nothing, just like that: not a thought. I am asked for a message, and I
reply, "I have nothing to say." It comes like that, imperatively; if I can [that is, if Mother is free], I
write it down and it's over; if I can't [that is, if Mother is busy with people], it comes back obstinately
until it's written. Once it's written, gone! Nothing remains. Another way to present it comes, another
form: that also, gone!...
This (gesture to the forehead), you know, is like an empty box (very pleasant, it's very pleasant), an
empty, peaceful box, like that: not closed, not compact, open, but it's a box - an empty box. Inside it's
all white, nothing moving. And then, I don't even make an effort to bring something down, nothing:
"It's not my business." If I am asked, I answer, "Nothing, I have nothing to say." Or else, something
goes like this (gesture on alert, awakened), sits up and remains attentive, and after one minute, two
minutes, ten minutes (I don't know), suddenly, plop! down it drops. Then I write it. And as it falls, it
gathers words and makes its sentence. Sometimes it's in French, sometimes in English - it depends
mostly on the person it's intended for, also on the subject. So then, if (that's why I keep pieces of paper
and pens everywhere), if I have my piece of paper and pen, I write it down and it's over; if I don't write
it, if I say, "Oh well, I'll note it down a little later," then it keeps coming and coming and coming back
every second... until it's written down. And once it's written, gone!
But there is (what did Sri Aurobindo call it? 140 ) something we might call a "critic," there is
constantly a critic there, saying, "Are you sure you put the right word? Wouldn't this be a better way to
put it? Is it exactly the way it should be?" And also, "Are you sure there aren't any spelling mistakes,
have you spelled it correctly?" Like that. What a nuisance! So sometimes I say to it, "Leave me in
peace!" (not even as politely as that). Sometimes I give the piece of paper to someone, then take it back
and say, "Let me see" - until it's satisfied. Sometimes a word isn't quite correctly spelled, then it says,
"Ah! See, see, you've made a mistake here." Sometimes there are spelling mistakes: "See, see, it's
wrong here!"
Now I don't even remember what I wrote for the School. I know that one message was in the form
of a wish (two or three were like that), and one was in the form of a prayer, that is, directly addressed to
140A "censor."

the Truth: O Truth...
But it's very pleasant to have this [the head] empty, oh, very restful.
And when, from outside, people fill it with letters, news, requests (it all piles up, you know), then I
have only one way, the simplest way, which is to do this (gesture of offering): "Here..." (what Sri
Aurobindo calls surrender), "Here, it's not my business, not my concern." Then it's over.
***
(Mother goes into a long contemplation lasting over half an hour, then still in a slightly "faraway"
state, she starts speaking in English:)
I saw a strange beast who came from there like that [Mother points to her left], made a round
around you and went away. It was a horse with a lion's head.
Beautiful beast! It was a lion, the head like that, the front form was a lion and behind, it was a
horse. And it was the symbol of... a symbolical animal of something. At the moment I understood
perfectly well, I said "Ah!" and...
Very dignified. Came from there [same gesture to the left], like that, made a round around you and
went away. It was for you. Lion is power, and horse...141
And like that, it seems silly, but he was very beautiful, and of a beautiful color. And very dignified.
Oh!... (Mother notices she was speaking in English) It was Sri Aurobindo who said all that to you.
It's funny, isn't it, it comes like that.
It was something that came to announce something to you. It was a being, but a being... There must
be beings like that one. It was all in light, and it was... to announce something to you.
But so real!

December 20, 1967
Mother comes in
forty-five minutes late:

There is obviously a will to abolish the sense of time, because... It's very interesting, there are all kinds
of experiences like that. I have work that would normally take thirty-six hours out of twenty-four, so
naturally, I get later and later every day: I go to bed later and later, and I have to do the night's work, so
sometimes I am late in the morning, at times I've been as much as one hour late. Then in the morning,
141The horse, according to Sri Aurobindo, is life-power or the force of progress; he also says it is "the force of tapasya that
gallops to ... realisation" - all depends on the color.

with a certain concentration, in a half-hour I do what would normally take me an hour. I have learned a
lot in that respect.
Now, at this time [10:45 A.M.], I can see that the only fatigue is the sense of being late, otherwise
one can work indefinitely. There is something to be learned. I mention it to you because it's just
occurred to me: it occurs to me that the purpose is to find the key to the mastery over time; not being
punctual, but doing everything over a longer or shorter time, in a contracted or expanded time - so time
may lose its concrete reality.
For me it would be very easy. The difficulty is all the people, all those around me, whose life
(laughing) is like this (chaotic gesture), without direction. It looks incoherent. I can't tell someone, "I'll
see you at such and such time," because that's not true! I don't know at what time I'll see him or her.
And so, as people are used to eating, sleeping, working at regular hours and all that is regulated, it
causes a dreadful confusion - but what's the way?
It's not easy. When you are alone, it doesn't matter, but when you are with lots and lots of people,
it's very difficult.
There is the sense of the elasticity of time, which is to say that it has no concrete reality; what gives
it a concrete reality is human organizations.... That would leave only the sun, but for the moment it's
not a big disturbance because what I do doesn't need daylight; you can rest at any time and work at any
time, but a life organized as it is...? I don't know.
Something has to be found.
But the thing to be found is perhaps to be able to shorten sleep and remove fatigue.
That's not enough. It's not enough, because it's an experiment I tried: I was able to rest for only two
hours at night, and it was absolutely useless - absolutely. The more time you have, the more work you
get.
True!
And now, there's a real crush every day - forty, fifty, sixty people a day. Let alone all the things to be
signed, to be studied, then the financial side, which is particularly... (laughing) "interesting," in this that
the more work I have, the less money I get. I have been reduce-d to making payments almost by the
hour, and still I owe money to people who vehemently demand it... because for those who are waiting
for their money to pay for their food, naturally it's not very easy if they don't get it.
But it's a sort of feat, something meant to abolish all that's regarded as the normal and natural rules.
So there.
That's not to explain to you why I was late, because I did try to be on time! That's not the reason, it's
not that I let myself go like that, not at all; but there is a will certainly far more effective than mine.
(Then Mother gives flowers)

This is "Divine Purity." 142 What does "Divine Purity" mean?... It means for the Divine to receive his
own influence alone!... I understand! Or else, for the individual no longer to receive anything but the
divine influence - here, mon petit. (Mother gives the flower)
***
142Lobelia longiflora.

Soon afterwards:

Then, did I tell you about the message for February 21 [when Mother will be ninety]? No? Wasn't it
with you that it came?...
It's meant to break formulas, you know, thought formulas, mental categories, and it's not my fault (I
mean I didn't do it deliberately). It came like that (Mother reads her message):
"The best way to hasten the manifestation of the Divine's Love is to collaborate for the
triumph of the Truth."
So to the superficial mind... As for us, we know it's true because, as Sri Aurobindo said, the Truth has
to be truly established and reign for Divine Love to be able to manifest in all its power and glory
without... without demolishing everything. Sri Aurobindo put it more strongly than that, he said it
would "shatter" everything.
So that's the message I am going to give.
***
Then Mother returns
to the first topic:

Oh, the correspondence has become something fantastic! Twenty-four, twenty-six, thirty, sometimes
forty letters a day. So naturally, try as I might... When it's just a line, it's all right, but I can hardly
answer eight or ten every day: I have only an hour and a half, that's not much - not even that much!
No, no, the "hour" is too much: I have a half-hour! But I extend it: the half-hour I have is from 7 to
7:30 P.M., but every day I extend it till 8. Dinner is supposedly at 7: 30, I take it at 8. Supposedly too, I
go to bed at 9:30 and get up at 4:30, but when I went to bed last night it was almost 11 - 10:30 is
common, which means an hour late. So from time to time I get up late. You understand, between about
1 and 2 A.M. (around 12:30, 1, or 2), I complete the first stage of concentration to give the body a good
rest; after that I start working, and before working, a slight concentration so that whatever the work, I
should be back at 4: 30; but sometimes it's later, sometimes it's 4:45. Then, afterwards, I have a certain
time in the morning for washing and dressing, and that's when there have been really interesting
experiences: with a certain concentration (which has nothing to do with a will or anything of the kind:
it's a concentration, a certain type of concentration and making contact with the Presence - and the
sense of the relativity, the very considerable relativity of material time), with an intensity of
concentration, you can do the same thing much faster. I eventually found out that simply by
concentration you can reduce time by more than half. And you do things in exactly the same way, but
they don't take time - how?... Well, the secrets haven't been revealed yet. But the phenomenon exists.
The same principle is at work (it's not a "principle," it's a way of doing or a way of being), is at
work for all things: with fatigue, onsets of diseases, that is, the cause of diseases (the internal disorder
or the receptivity to the disorder from outside), it works in the same way. If you add to it the intensity
of a faith or an adoration, then it's much easier, but it works in the same way. So what exactly takes
place? To the inner perception, the perception of the consciousness, there is a sort of principle of
disorder - a principle, almost a taste for disorder, I don't know, it's between a habit of and a preference
for disorder - which gets replaced by... yes (to be as general as possible), by a vibration of harmony.
But that vibration of harmony is full of light, of sweetness, of... warmth, intensity, and so wonderfully

CALM! So when "that" takes the place of the other thing, then all that belongs to the world of disorder
is dissolved. AND the rigidity of time disappears.143 Time... perhaps we could say (it's just a way of
speaking), we could say that time is replaced by a succession... (Mother remains absorbed for a long
time).
And that specifically belongs to the material world.
I take the simplest and most concrete things like, for instance, brushing one's teeth; it's extremely
flexible and things are done not out of habit but through a sort of choice based on a personal experience
and a routine, so as to make a special concentration unnecessary (the real purpose of routine is to avoid
the need for a special concentration: things can be done almost automatically). But that automatism is
very flexible, very plastic, because depending, as I said, on the intensity of the concentration, time
varies - time varies: you can (by looking at the watch before and after, you can notice the
phenomenon), you can certainly reduce time by more than half, yet things are done in exactly the same
way. That's right: you don't do away with anything, you do everything in the same way. To make sure,
you can, for instance, count the number of times you brush your teeth or the number of times you rinse
your mouth - I am DELIBERATELY taking the most banal thing, because in other activities there is a
natural suppleness that allows you to spread yourself and concentrate (and so it's easier to understand
with such things). But it works in the same way with the most concrete and banal things too. And there
isn't any "Oh, I won't do this today" or "I am neglecting that" - there's none of all that, nothing at all:
everything is done in the same way, BUT with a sort of concentration and constant call - the constant
call is always there, certainly. The constant call which might find a material expression such as saying
the mantra, but it's not even that: it's the SENSE, the sense of the call, the sense of aspiration - it's
mostly a call. A call. You know, when the mind wants to make sentences, it says, "Lord, take
possession of Your kingdom." For certain things, I remember, when there are certain disorders,
something going wrong (and with the perception of a consciousness that has become very sharp, you
can see when that disorder is the natural origin of an illness, for example, or of something very
serious), with the call, the concentration and the response... [the disorder is dissolved]. It's almost a
surrender, because it's an uncalculating self-giving: the damaged spot opens to the Influence, not with
an idea of getting cured, but like this (gesture of a flower opening out), simply like this, without
condition - that is the most potent gesture.
But the interesting part is that formulating it in words makes it sound artificial - it's far more
sincere, far more true, far more spontaneous than anything expressed or expressible by the mind. No
formula can render the sincerity - simplicity, sincerity, spontaneity, something uncalculating - of the
material movement. There was a time when expressing or formulating caused a very unpleasant
sensation, like putting something artificial on something spontaneously true; and that unpleasantness
was cured only, to begin with, by a higher knowledge that once you have formulated something, you
must go beyond it. For instance, any experience expressed or described CALLS FOR a new progress, a
new experience. In other words, it hastens the movement. That has been a consolation, because in fact,
with the old sensation of something very stable and solid and immobile because of inertia (a past
inertia, which is now being transformed but has left marks), because of that inertia there is a tendency
to prefer things to be solid; so there is a thrill at being forced to... "No, no! No rest, no halt go on!" -
farther and farther and farther on... When an experience has been very fruitful and highly pleasant, let
us say, when it's had a great force and a great effect, the first movement is-to say, "We won't talk about
that, we'll keep it." Then comes, "We'll say it in order to go farther on" - to go farther on, ever farther,
ever farther....
There is a stability in the resolve and in the aspiration, a stability that can be found nowhere as
143It is quite noteworthy that the same principle is at work for the rigidity of time as well as for diseases.

much as here (Mother strikes the ground). That's a characteristic of Matter. And you know, when it has
given itself and has faith, things become so stable, so constant, and... a joy, a sort of widening, of
luminous expansion - it becomes such a perpetual need that in no other part of the being has it ever
been like that. It's something ESTABLISHED. And established effortlessly, established spontaneously,
naturally, normally. So we can foresee that when this Matter becomes truly divine - truly divine - its
manifestation will be infinitely more complete, more perfect in details, and more stable than anywhere
else.
***
(Towards the end, Mother takes up the English translation of her message for February 21, and
hesitates over a turn of phrase:)
I've noticed that if you ask an Englishman today, they are much more supple than those who learned
English at the time of Victoria, which was a much more rigid English.
Generally I only have to listen, and Sri Aurobindo speaks to me.... Sri Aurobindo's English was
very supple; purists used to argue over certain formulations, and I remember, about certain criticisms
he would tell me, "But that's because they don't understand! If I put it this way, it means one thing, and
if I put it that way, it means something else. And if I move one word to another place in my sentence, it
changes the meaning." He was very exact. If you take little words like this one, 144 there is a subtle
difference in meaning whether you use one or the other. And the classic formula generally gives the
more banal meaning, the more ordinary, the more superficial.

December 27, 1967
(Mother studies an enlargement of the photograph of the November 24 darshan, which she already
commented on in the conversation of November 29.)
I am beginning to think it's a sort of "prototype of a way of being." A prototype, up above, of a way of
being. I don't know, it's that and not that; I don't know how to explain.... It strikes me as a photograph
of what might be popularly called a "mood" - a universal way of being.
It's very odd, at any rate.
(Laughing) We could call it a mother's way of looking at her progeny, or the Creator's way of
looking at his creation!... Very odd. You see, we've always been given the picture of a smug and selfsatisfied God, who says, "Excellent." And here (laughing) it's... "My! my!"
144In translating her message, Mother hesitated between "collaborate in" and "collaborate for the triumph of the Truth."

So there.
***
Soon afterwards:

There is a change.... You know that ax-brother A. wrote about that priest who abused the Ashram in
coarse language - the priest received a command to keep quiet and stop talking slanderously. And now
it's general, no one says anything about the Ashram. Then you know that on the Pope's command, all
altars have been turned around; U. was asked to do it, he did it in all of Pondicherry's churches; so the
archbishop wrote a few lines, saying, "Please thank the Mother because her children have done a very
good work...." It means a change, you understand. It means they've received orders.
And I got from this ax-brother A. such a nice note (because he received a basket for Christmas), but
a lovely, charming little note, that is, something felt, in which he said that the best of himself always
feels itself in my presence. Really an inner change.
I have a strong feeling that they've received orders from above. It gives me a great change in the
atmosphere.
***
(Regarding the violent agitation in South India against the imposition of Hindi, the language of the
North, as the official language. This is the same agitation that had in 1965 led to an attack against the
Ashram in which disciples had been injured and buildings burned down. At the time the Pondicherry
lieutenant governor had not intervened to stop the rioters from attacking the Ashram. It may be
recalled that the majority of the disciples come from North India. In the last few days, trains, buses,
post offices have been set on fire....)
Did you notice the police at the gate?... It's the minister (a minister who came here) who sent an order
to the lieutenant governor to guard the Ashram.
(silence)

If there were a way (that's what I have been working on for some time), a way to make all this youth
understand that to destroy doesn't build - they can't give birth to anything whatsoever with this means.
They want to change the state of things, agreed - they may not see very clearly the direction in which
we should go, but that things must change is agreed - but still, this method is downright stupid....
They've thrown one more bomb at that poor Indira! She was at a university, at Santiniketan where she
had gone to make a speech for a prize distribution (or something of the sort), and they threw a bomb at
her. But this time, she was unscathed.
You see, that was the method of the adverse forces to prove that the creation was bad: they weren't
satisfied with the creation and set about doing that - that's what they have been doing on a big scale.
But it doesn't prove anything! They have established death, established destruction and all the forms of
violence and hatred, anyway they turned everything topsy-turvy with the thought that, that way, the
world would become a superior world - which is stupid.
And all these people now follow one another in single file, not even aware of what they're doing or

why or how or anything!... They act in the name of freedom and, yes, free progress, because an attempt
is made to impose an arbitrary law [Hindi] on them - the arbitrary law is stupid, but what they are
doing is still more silly.
Yes, but in this case, all the politicians are the ones responsible.
Oh, yes.
The students follow directives.
I have news from behind the scenes. I know some young people who are part of these movements of
agitation, intelligent young people who don't want violence - but they want things to change. And there
are all kinds of very interesting things: one of them (they are young people who live with their families,
I know some from different places and different types), quite recently the father of one of them, from
Calcutta or thereabouts, became worried (I know the father quite well), he was worried; he called a
friend of his, a high official in the police, and the friend questioned his son; then he told the father,
"Your son is remarkable, highly intelligent, highly remarkable...." But then, it revealed something, that
there are spies in the police, and those spies tell lies on people to get themselves noticed, so that lots of
reports are false - I'd known that for a long time, but in this instance it became perfectly clear and
obvious. For example, there had been reports that this boy had been involved in acts of violence - he's
never had anything to do with that! The man who questioned him was entirely convinced of it, because
he's a boy who can't do such things, and he said, "I totally disapprove of that." But the police reports
had asserted his involvement. So, of course, this falsehood everywhere, mingled with everything,
complicates things.
It's perfectly obvious that the higher-ups are the ones responsible, because they're not genuine
people: they have neither the knowledge nor the vision nor the wisdom necessary to govern.... For
instance, Indira, it seems, was complaining; one of her friends (her close friends), who is a very good
disciple of mine, told her one day when she was complaining (she said the people and the government
were in a dreadful state), she told her, "But why don't you go and consult Mother? She will give you
wisdom." Then Indira replied, "I dare not."145
You understand, all this confusion, all this disorder seems to be intended to prepare people for one
thing, which, obviously, has not so far even been imagined as being possible - the recourse to a
disinterested wisdom in order to govern. They're all caught up in "If I do this, these people will be
against me; if I do that, those people..."
(silence)

At the very bottom of the thing, two tendencies or two conceptions are confronting each other. The first
says, "It's badly done: let's destroy it and we'll begin again," from top to bottom. The other says, "It's
not the way it should be: let's transform it." These are the two things opposing each other: the effort for
progress and transformation, or the brutal and stupid method of smashing everything and starting all
over again, so that it goes on endlessly.
It boils down to the fight between Death and Life; progressive life, more and more divine, and
Death, which systematically abolishes all that isn't divine. Because only what is divine escapes it.
But the process is... endless.
145Indira will come and see Mother in October, 1969. Before coming to power, she had come once with her father,
Jawaharlal Nehru, in September, 1955.

The power of progressive transformation is what must be infused into Matter.

December 30, 1967
(Mother extracts from a heap of papers, letters and envelopes of all kinds, a note on Auroville, which
was based on her words but written from memory.)
(Laughing) All this hangs together in a marvelous balance!
(Satprem reads out the note)

"Auroville will be a self-supporting township.
"All who live there will participate in its life and development.
"This participation may be passive or active.
"There will be no taxes as such but each will contribute to the collective welfare in work,
kind or money.
"Sections like Industries which participate actively will contribute part of their income
towards the development of the township. Or if they produce something (like foodstuff)
useful for the citizens, they will contribute in kind to the township which is responsible for
the feeding of the citizens.
"No rules or laws are being framed. Things will get formulated as the underlying Truth of
the township emerges and takes shape progressively. We do not anticipate."
Is that all?
I thought I had said more than that. Because inwardly I said a lot, a whole lot about the organization
of food and so on.... We are going to try things out.
Some things are really interesting. For instance, I'd like... To begin with, every country will have its
pavilion, and in the pavilion, there will be a kitchen from that country, which means that the Japanese
will be able to eat Japanese food if they want to (!), and so on, but in the township itself, there will be
food for vegetarians, food for nonvegetarians, and also a sort of attempt to find "tomorrow's food." The
idea is that all this work of assimilation which makes you so heavy (it takes up so much time and
energy from the being) should be done BEFORE, that you should be able to immediately assimilate
what you are given, as with things they now make; for instance, they have those vitamins that can be
directly assimilated, and also (what do they call it?... [Mother tries to remember] I take them every
day.... Words and I aren't on very good terms!)... proteins. Nutritive principles that are found in one
thing or another and aren't voluminous - you need to take a tremendous quantity of food to assimilate
very little. So now that they are clever enough on the chemical level, that could be simplified. People
don't like it, simply because... they take an intense pleasure in eating (!), but when you no longer take

pleasure in eating, you need to be nourished and not to waste your time with that. The amount of time
lost is enormous: time for eating, time for digesting, and the rest. So I would like an experimental
kitchen to be there, a sort of "culinary laboratory," for a try. And according to their tastes and
tendencies, people would go here or there.
And you don't pay for your food, but you must give work, or ingredients: for example, those who
had fields would give the produce of their fields; those who had factories would give their products; or
else your own work in exchange for food.
That alone does away with much of the internal circulation of money.
And in every field things of that sort could be found.... Ultimately, it must be a town for studies -
studies and research on how to live both in a simplified way and in a way such that the higher qualities
have MORE TIME to develop. There.
It's only a small beginning.
(Then Mother goes over the text
of the note, sentence by sentence)

"Auroville will be a self-supporting township."
I want to insist on the fact that it will be an experiment: it's to make experiments - experiments,
research, studies.
An experimental city?
Yes... Auroville will be a city that will attempt to be, or strive or want to be, self-supporting, that is...
Autonomous?
"Autonomous" would be understood as a sort of independence that breaks off relations with the
outside, and that's not what I mean.
For instance, those who produce food, a factory such as "Aurofood" (naturally, when we are fifty
thousand, it will be difficult to meet the needs, but for the moment we'll only be a few thousand at the
most), well, a factory always produces far too much.... So it will sell outside and receive money. And
"Aurofood," for instance, wants to have a special relationship with workers, not at all the old system -
something that would be an improvement on the Communist system, a more balanced organization
than Sovietism or Communism, that is, which doesn't too much lean either toward one side or the other.
The idea of Aurofood is good, and they are trying to make propaganda among industrialists.
And there is one thing I wanted to say. One's participation in the welfare and existence of the whole
township isn't something worked out individually: such and such an individual must give so much. It's
not like that. It's worked out according to one's means, activity, possibilities of production; it's not the
democratic idea, which cuts everything into small equal bits - an absurd machinery. It's worked out
according to one's means: one who has much gives much, one who has little gives little; one who is
strong works a lot, one who isn't does something else. You understand, it's something truer, deeper.
And that's why I am not trying to explain it right away, because people will start making all kinds of
protests. It must come into being AUTOMATICALLY, so to say, with the growth of the township, in
the true spirit. That's why this note is quite succinct.
This sentence, for instance:

"All who live there will participate in its life and development..."
...according to their capacities and means, not a mechanical "so much per unit." That's the point. It must
be something living and TRUE, not mechanical. And "according to their capacities," that is, one who
has material means such as those a factory gives will have to provide in proportion to his production -
not so much per individual or per head.
"This participation may be passive or active."
I don't understand what they mean by "passive" (because I spoke in French, then they put it into
English). What can they mean by "passive"?... It would rather be on different planes or levels of
consciousness.
You meant that those who basically are sages, who work within, won't have to...
Yes, that's right. Those who have a higher knowledge won't have to work with their hands, that's what I
mean.
"There will be no taxes as such but each will contribute to the collective welfare in work,
kind or money."
So that's clear: there will be no taxes of any kind, but everyone will have to contribute to the collective
welfare through his work, in kind or with money. Those who have nothing other than money will give
money. But to tell the truth, the "work" may be an inner work (but that can't be said, because people
aren't honest enough). The work may be an occult work, a completely inner work, but of course, for it
to be so, it must be absolutely sincere and true, and with the capacity: no pretense. But it's not
necessarily a material work.
"Sections like Industries which participate actively will contribute part of their income
towards the development of the township. Or if they produce something (like foodstuff)
useful for the citizens, they will contribute in kind to the township which is responsible for
the feeding of the citizens."
That's what we've said. The industries will participate actively, they will contribute. If they are
industries producing articles that aren't in constant need - and are therefore in amounts or numbers too
great for the township's own use, so that they will be sold outside - those industries must naturally
participate through money. And I take the example of food: those who produce food will give the
township what it needs (in proportion to what they produce, of course), and it is the township's
responsibility to feed everyone. That means people won't have to buy their food with money, but they
will have to earn it.
It's a kind of adaptation of the Communist system, but not in a spirit of leveling: according to
everyone's capacity, his position (not a psychological or intellectual one), his INNER position.
In democracies and with the Communists, there's a leveling down: everyone is pulled down to the

same level.
Yes, that's just the point.
The true part is that every human being has the material right... (but it's not a "right"...). The
organization should be such, arranged in such a way, that everyone's material need should be met, not
according to notions of right and equality, but on the basis of the most elementary necessities; then,
once that is established, everyone must be free to organize his life, not according to his monetary
means, but according to his inner capacities.
"No rules or laws are being framed. Things will get formulated as the underlying Truth of
the township emerges and takes shape progressively. We do not anticipate."
What I mean is that usually (always so far, and more and more so), men establish mental rules
according to their conceptions and their ideal, then they apply them (Mother lowers her fist, as if to
show the world under the mental grip). And that's absolutely false, arbitrary, unreal, so the result is that
things revolt, or else waste away and disappear.... It's the experience of LIFE ITSELF that must slowly
work out rules AS SUPPLE AND VAST as possible, in order that they ever remain progressive.
Nothing must be fixed. That's the immense error of governments: they build a framework and say,
"Here is what we've established, now we must live under it." So naturally, Life is crushed and
prevented from progressing. It is Life itself, developing more and more in a progression towards Light,
Knowledge, Power, that must little by little establish rules as general as possible, so as to be extremely
supple and capable of changing according to need - of changing AS RAPIDLY as habits and needs do.
(silence)

At bottom, the problem almost boils down to this: to replace the mental government of intelligence by
the government of a spiritualized consciousness.
It's an extremely interesting experience: how the same actions, the same work, the same
observations, the same relationship with the people around (near or far), how they take place in the
mind, through intelligence, and how they take place in the consciousness, through experience. And
that's what this body is now learning - to replace the mental government of intelligence by the spiritual
government of the consciousness. And it makes (it looks like nothing, one may not notice it), it makes a
tremendous difference, to the point of multiplying the body's possibilities a hundredfold.... When the
body is subjected to rules, even if they are broad, even if they are comprehensive, it is a slave to those
rules and its possibilities are limited by them. But when it's governed by the Spirit and the
Consciousness, that gives it incomparable possibility and flexibility! And that's what will give it the
capacity to prolong its life, to last longer: it's by replacing the mental, intellectual government by the
government of the Spirit, the Consciousness - THE Consciousness. Outwardly, it doesn't seem to make
much difference, but... My experience is like this (because now my body no longer obeys the mind or
the intelligence at all, no longer at all - it doesn't even understand how that can be done), and it more
and more, better and better follows the direction and impulsion of the Consciousness. But then, it sees,
almost every minute, the tremendous difference that makes.... For instance, time has lost its value (its
rigid value): you can do the same thing in very little time or in much time. Necessities have lost their
authority: you can adapt yourself this way, adapt yourself that way. All the laws - those laws that were
laws of Nature - have lost all their despotism, if I may say so: it no longer works that way. All you
have to do is constantly and always to be supple, attentive, and... responsive to the influence of the
Consciousness - the Consciousness in its all-powerfulness - so as to go through all this with

extraordinary suppleness.
That is the discovery being made more and more.
And it's wonderful, you know! A wonderful discovery.
It's like a progressive victory over all constraints. So naturally, all the laws of Nature, all the human
laws, all habits, all rules, all that grows increasingly supple and finally becomes nonexistent. Yet it is
possible to keep a regular rhythm that makes action easier - it's not contrary to this suppleness. But it's
a suppleness in the execution, in the adaptation, which comes and changes everything. From the point
of view of hygiene, health, organization, from the point of view of the relationship with others, all that
has not only lost its aggressiveness (because for it to lose its aggressiveness, all you have to do is to be
wise - wise and level-headed and calm), but also its absolutism, its imperative rule: that's entirely gone
- gone.
And then, you see: as the process grows more and more perfect - "perfect" means integral, total,
leaving nothing behind - it NECESSARILY, inevitably means victory over death. Not that this
dissolution of the cells which death involves stops existing, but that it would exist only when
necessary: not as an absolute law, but as ONE of the processes, when necessary.
It's mainly all that the Mind has brought in terms of rigidity and absoluteness and near invincibility
- that's what... is going to disappear. And simply by... handing the supreme power over to the Supreme
Consciousness.
That may be what the sages of old meant when they spoke of handing the power of Nature or the
power of the Prakriti over to the Purusha - handing it from the Prakriti over to the Purusha. Perhaps it
was their way of expressing the same thing.

Prayers of the consciousness of the cells
(second series)

(We publish here the second series of the "Prayers of the Consciousness of the Cells,"146 as Mother
gave them to Satprem in 1970, collected under this title.)

July, 1965
I am tired of our unworthiness. But it is not to rest that this body aspires, it is to the glory of your
consciousness, the glory of your light, the glory of your power, and above all, to the glory of your allpowerful and eternal love.147

July, 1965
Om, Supreme Lord, God of kindness and mercy.
Om, Supreme Lord, God of love and beatitude.
I am tired of our infirmity, but it is not to rest that this body aspires, it aspires to the plenitude of
Your consciousness, it aspires to the splendor of Your light, it aspires to the magnificence of Your
power - above all, it aspires to the glory of Your all-powerful and eternal love.

July, 1965
146After the first series of 1951-1959, see Agenda I, p. 335 ff.
147See Agenda VI of July 21, 1965.

The other states of being, the vital, the mind, may enjoy the intermediary contacts.
The supreme Lord alone can satisfy me.

November 22, 1967
The prayer of the cells in the body
(The prayer of the body's cells)
Now that by the effect of the Grace we are slowly emerging out of inconscience and waking up to a
conscious life, an ardent prayer rises in us for more light, more consciousness:
"O Supreme Lord of the Universe,
We implore Thee, give us
the strength and the beauty,
the harmonious perfection
needed to be Thy divine instruments upon earth."

Undated
Makest for it possible to bear the work of transformation.

Undated
...because I do know nobody who could make a grown-up body into which I could step without
losing my consciousness.

Undated
...because the state of Nature that makes this necessary must be surpassed.
We aspire for the time when it will no longer be necessary for Sri Aurobindo to die.

Undated
The task of completing Sri Aurobindo's vision has been given to the Mother. The creation of a new
world, a new humanity, a new society expressing and embodying the new consciousness is the work
she has undertaken. Because of the very nature of things, it is an ideal that seeks to broaden the base of
the attempt to establish harmony between body and Soul, Spirit and Matter,...

Undated
The task of giving Sri Aurobindo's vision a concrete form has been given to the Mother.




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1:The development of the experience in its rapidity, its amplitude, the intensity and power of its results, depends primarily, in the beginning of the path and long after, on the aspiration and personal effort of the sadhaka. ~ Sri Aurobindo, The Synthesis Of Yoga Agenda Vol 8,
2:...the conception of a Truth-consciousness supramental and divine, the invocation of the gods as powers of the Truth to raise man out of the falsehoods of the mortal mind, the attainment in and by this Truth of an immortal state of perfect good and felicity and the inner sacrifice and offering of what one has and is by the mortal to the Immortal as the means of the divine consummation. ~ Sri Aurobindo, The Secret Of The Veda Agenda Vol 8,
3:Three things you must have, - consciousness, - plasticity and - unreserved surrender. For you must be conscious in your mind and soul and heart and life and the very cells of your body, aware of the Mother and her Powers and their working; for although she can and does work in you even in your obscurity and your unconscious parts and moments, it is not the same thing as when you are in an awakened and living communion with her. All your nature must be plastic to her touch, - not questioning as the self-sufficient ignorant mind questions and doubts and disputes and is the enemy of its enlightenment and change; not insisting on its own movements as the vital in the man insists and persistently opposes its refractory desires and ill-will to every divine influence; not obstructing and entrenched in incapacity, inertia and tamas as man's physical consciousness obstructs and clinging to the pleasure in smallness and darkness cries out against each touch that disturbs it soulless routine or it dull sloth or its torpid slumber. ~ Sri Aurobindo, The Mother With Letters On The Mother Agenda Vol 8,

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